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“Who’s there! Let us go!”
At that moment, a little boy covered in dirt jumped out and fed them something unknown. Instantly, they lost their ability to speak and their spiritual power, becoming as useless as a crippled person.
Quickly, the little boy stripped them of everything and pushed them into a large pit.
They finally understood why the boy was covered in dirt—he had been digging the pit.
Then they heard the boy’s disdainful voice.
“Tsk, mother, they are so poor. Even with all these magical artifacts, it’s only worth a hundred thousand spirit stones.”
They were about to collapse. Wasn’t a hundred thousand spirit stones still a lot?
“It doesn’t matter. Do a few more jobs in one night, and little by little, it adds up.”
A lazy voice of a woman came from the darkness.
As soon as the woman finished speaking, there was indeed some movement above.
Not long after, several more people were stripped of their belongings and thrown into the pit.
They immediately felt more balanced. It seemed they were not the only victims after all.
A group of people being unlucky somehow made them feel less unlucky.
Throughout the night, the deep pit that Little Tangguo had dug became overcrowded, so he dug another pit, which also quickly filled up.
Little Mifan ran over, took out a handkerchief, and wiped Little Tangguo’s face, saying, “Brother, are you tired?”
Little Tangguo looked at the slowly filling storage bag and shook his head, saying, “Not tired!”
Of course, he wasn’t tired because he already had a lot of spirit stones!
“Brother, you rest for a while, drink some water, and eat something. Leave the rest to me!” Little Mifan’s big eyes twinkled.
Then Little Mifan found two large wooden planks and covered the deep pits with them.
Feng Siyue opened her sleepy eyes, took Little Tangguo’s scissors, and cut out eight paper figures, placing them at the four corners of the two wooden planks.
Everyone felt desperate. Were they being buried alive?
The mother and her two children looked so gentle and weak, but they turned out to be ruthless. Not only had they stripped them of all their treasures, but they were also cruelly burying them alive!
They couldn’t move and couldn’t even send out a message, truly experiencing the taste of despair.
If they could turn back time to the day, they would definitely change their minds and not take a single step down!
But it was too late to say anything. They might soon die quietly here.
“Babies, let’s go back to sleep.”
The mother and her two children left, leaving behind a group of people who regretted their greed and were terrified.
The next morning, Di Xuan Shang didn’t see the mother and her two children and couldn’t help but slightly frown. He called Lan Yi and asked, “Where are they?”
“They probably haven’t gotten up yet!” Lan Yi had already gotten up early and hadn’t seen the mother and her two children, so he guessed they were still sleeping.
Di Xuan Shang didn’t say anything and turned to leave.
Inside the room, Feng Siyue and her children were indeed sleeping soundly, just as Lan Yi had thought.
Lan Yi, thinking that the two children were still growing and shouldn’t go hungry, prepared the meals and brought them over.
However, standing outside the door, he knocked for a long time without any response. Had they gone out?
After waiting for half a cup of tea, Little Tangguo opened the door, still sleepy and rubbing his eyes. He asked, “Uncle Lan Yi, what’s the matter?”
Lan Yi, seeing Little Tangguo’s messy hair, couldn’t help but laugh out loud. But when he met Little Tangguo’s displeased gaze, he quickly suppressed his laughter and said, “The master saw that you haven’t gotten up yet and asked me to bring you some food.”
At this moment, Little Mifan bounced out, her eyes smiling, and said, “Uncle Lan Yi, did you say that Masked Uncle asked you to bring this over?”
“Y-Yes!” Lan Yi’s eyes flickered uncomfortably. His master hadn’t said anything, but he had said that to help the four of them bond.
“Great, brother! Let’s take it inside and eat with mother!” The two little ones then took the food and left.
Standing at the door, Lan Yi silently thought: Master, I can only help you this far!
During the day, Feng Siyue and her children almost never went out. At night, she took the two children to the library again.
There were still people who tried to pull out the Heavenly Mystery Sword, but their fate was the same as those on the first night.
Some of the most vicious people who wanted to kill the mother and her children on the spot mostly met a gruesome end here.
Some were unlucky because their bodies were thrown into the pit, and they had to endure the stench of the decaying corpses in their extreme fear.
The hot weather made the situation worse, and the bodies began to emit a foul odor.
The oppressive heat, hunger, thirst, and stench overwhelmed their senses. They tried to use their spiritual power to escape, but no matter how much they attacked the wooden planks above them, they didn’t budge.
They were like deflated balloons, slumped among the many others in the pit.
This situation continued for five days before it finally quieted down.
Because so many people had gone missing in the city, some became alert and dared not think about the Heavenly Mystery Sword anymore.
“Alright, babies, let’s wrap it up.”
Feng Siyue lazily got up from the lounge chair, holding the little hands of her two children, and they flew out of the deep pit.
The small paper figures that had been suppressing the wooden planks scattered and drilled into the sword tomb.
“Hey, it seems we can move now!”
“Bang!”
The wooden planks were knocked open, and dozens of people on the verge of a nervous breakdown crawled out of the pit, fleeing in all directions, too scared to look back at the Heavenly Mystery Sword, fearing that the eerie mother and her two children might suddenly return.
They probably would avoid this place in the future.
Feng Siyue didn’t take her two children straight back home but went to the Wandao Chamber of Commerce instead.
“Do you buy magical artifacts, cultivation manuals, and elixirs here?”
She asked the shopkeeper.
“Yes, we do. Our prices are very fair. Why don’t you take out the items?”
A clerk politely said, gesturing for her to place the items on the counter for appraisal.
Feng Siyue said, “There might be too many to fit here. Can I put them on the floor?”
The clerk was taken aback, looking at the wide counter and wondering if the items she wanted to pawn were numerous.
Out of politeness, he smiled and nodded, “That’s fine.”
He then watched as the aloof woman took out a storage bag and poured its contents onto the floor.
As magical artifacts, cultivation manuals, and various bottles and jars kept pouring out, not only was the clerk astonished, but the surrounding crowd also gathered around.
“My goodness! Did she rob a place? How can there be so many treasures!”
Someone exclaimed in surprise. “Uncle, how can you say it’s robbery? These were all given to us by those uncles, aunts, grandpas, and grandmas. They are good people, contributing to the construction of our Tianmen Sword Sect,” said Little Mifan innocently.