Book 5: Chapter 219: The first noble son of the immortal dynasty

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"Greetings, Young Master Fugui."

"Your humble servant pays respects to Young Master Fugui."

"Young Master Fugui, please come this way, watch your step on the stairs."

"Make way for those in front, don't crowd around."

As Wang Fugui and his entourage arrived, the staff at the Treasure Pavilion branch seemed invigorated, treating him with utmost courtesy as if they had already idolized him.

Wang Fugui's fame had spread far and wide around the Immortal No. 3 Base.

It's no wonder, if someone is just a bit strong, it naturally invites jealousy.

The only mystery was his family background, which was shrouded in secrecy and oddity, with rumors suggesting he hailed from a fourth-grade family.

Of course, no one believed that.

Damn it, a fourth-grade family? Could a fourth-grade family raise such a noble young master? Not even a first-grade family could!

Even a super-grade family seemed unlikely.

Many speculated that Wang Fugui's family was likely a hidden clan, possessing the foundation comparable to an immortal-grade family, yet remaining extremely low-key.

This wasn't hard to understand.

Otherwise, how could he have the qualifications to both associate with the princess of the Immortal Dynasty and simultaneously nurture feelings with the princess of the Demon Dynasty?

If any young master from a super-grade family dared to do this, the Immortal Emperor and Demon Emperor would have already taken action.

Thus.

Wang Fugui's title gradually spread throughout the base, becoming widely known, even overshadowing the recent outstanding performance of the female war god Wang Yingxuan and the Ice Phoenix Goddess Wang Ruobing on the front lines.

With such a figure visiting the Treasure Pavilion, how could the staff not be enthusiastic?

Accompanied by Princess Chunnan and Princess Zhaoyu, and surrounded by the staff, Wang Fugui leisurely walked into the Treasure Pavilion.

In contrast, the third prince, who also had a decent demeanor and appearance, didn't receive much attention. Under Wang Fugui's brilliance, he seemed as ordinary as a passerby.

"Welcome, Young Master Fugui, Princess Chunnan, Princess Zhaoyu, I am Lady Shuanghua, at your service."

Having waited in the inner hall for a while, she greeted them as they entered, her demeanor graceful and respectful.

She didn't quite seem like a businesswoman, exuding more of a cold and aloof widow's aura.

It was precisely this unique charm that had made Lady Shuanghua quite popular. Many of the Divine Realm-level battle group leaders in the Immortal No. 3 Base were her admirers.

This also contributed to the surprisingly good business at this Treasure Pavilion branch.

After some polite greetings, Wang Fugui, with a slightly impatient tone typical of a young and wealthy scion, said, "Lady Shuanghua, let's skip the pleasantries. You mentioned in your invitation that there are some rare treasures to sell to me. Let's see the treasures first."

"Young Master Fugui is indeed impatient," Lady Shuanghua chuckled lightly. "In that case, please follow me to the treasury, Young Master and Princesses."

"Treasury?" Wang Fugui raised an eyebrow, a hint of vigilance on his face. "Why not bring them out to see?"

"Young Master Fugui, you truly don't understand the cost of running a household," Lady Shuanghua said with a hint of helplessness on her elegant face. "Our Treasure Pavilion has a complete management system. Extremely precious treasures must be stored in the treasury, guarded by mechanisms, guardian puppets, and even the spirit artifact of the treasury. Even I cannot casually take treasures out for display. If anything were to happen, I, as a mere manager, couldn't bear the responsibility."

"Then tell me what treasures there are," Wang Fugui said, sounding somewhat uninterested. "I've seen many precious treasures, and not many can pique my interest. If the treasures aren't good enough, wouldn't it be a waste to enter the treasury?"

"Since I dared to invite you, naturally, I have treasures worth showing," Lady Shuanghua said, taking out an illustrated book to introduce. "Young Master, take a look. This contains a vast amount of pure Primordial Water energy, and it even contains the Heavenly Dao skill of the Primordial Water path. Wearing it can delay aging and maintain youth. If a Divine Realm cultivator of the Primordial Water lineage uses it, it can not only accelerate cultivation but also increase the power of Primordial Water profound energy by several folds during combat, greatly enhancing the chances of victory."

After hearing the introduction, Wang Fugui showed a bit of interest. "It might have some minor uses. My Ancestor Grandmother has the Primordial Water bloodline, so I could give it to her as a token of filial piety."

"Young Master, let's be clear. This Primordial Water Dao Pearl is extremely rare, and its price is comparable to a Dao artifact," Lady Shuanghua said seriously. "If auctioned, the starting price would be thirty million immortal crystals, and if bought outright, it would be fifty million. Of course, for someone like you, who can easily produce Immortal Spirit Stones, fifty million immortal crystals must be nothing."

This was indeed the price of a Dao artifact.

Previously, the Great Gan Empire had only one national Dao artifact, and no matter what, they couldn't afford a second one. It showed that accumulating tens of millions of immortal crystals wasn't easy.

But one Immortal Spirit Stone could be exchanged for a billion immortal crystals, roughly equivalent to two ordinary Dao artifacts.

Of course, this was just in terms of value. In reality, because Immortal Spirit Stones were so rare, almost no one would exchange them for immortal crystals, making them practically priceless.

It was evident how extravagant and shocking it was for Wang Fugui to casually use an Immortal Spirit Stone to "settle" the situation between Yun Mengyu and Princess Zhaoyu.

"Don't talk to me about money, it's too vulgar," Wang Fugui raised an eyebrow, exuding an air of wealth, as he casually tossed a small pouch onto the table.

"Clatter~"

The sound of spiritual stones clinking together was heard.

From the open pouch, a rich immortal spirit energy gradually wafted out.

Inside that small pouch, there were five or six Immortal Spirit Stones.

Even Lady Shuanghua, who was mentally prepared, couldn't help but catch her breath, her eyes widening, almost tempted to snatch them away.

However, it was clear that Lady Shuanghua's goals were not limited to these. She suppressed her thoughts and smiled charmingly. "Of course, who would dare talk about money in front of a noble young master of the Immortal Dynasty?"

"Young Master, take a look. Here is a Xunfeng Dao Fan, a rather unique treasure. With one wave, it can create a vast area of flying sand and rocks, disrupting enemy formations and providing a significant advantage in warfare," Lady Shuanghua introduced.

"This... I'm not interested," Wang Fugui said. "Warfare is too dull, but it doesn't stop me from buying it as a gift."

"Young Master is generous," Lady Shuanghua praised.

"Here is a Purple Gold Red Dragon Furnace, personally crafted by our Pavilion Master years ago..."

Lady Shuanghua introduced several treasures in succession.

Wang Fugui had only one response: "Buy."

Even if he wasn't particularly interested in some items, he bought them casually as gifts, displaying an extravagant demeanor.

After introducing the treasures, Lady Shuanghua invited Wang Fugui to enter the treasury to retrieve the items. Perhaps due to the treasures already presented, Wang Fugui didn't refuse this time and seemed quite eager.

The group followed Lady Shuanghua to the deepest part of the Treasure Pavilion branch.

She opened a series of mechanism doors and passed through various formation checks, chatting with them along the way. "Princess Chunnan, I heard that your nanny Yun Rong recently went to the front lines?"

"Yes, the front lines are tight, with many demon lords," Yun Mengyu replied casually. "Anyway, I'm just moving around the Immortal No. 3 Base, nothing unsafe."

In fact, Lady Shuanghua had already confirmed through her channels that many experts had been transferred to the front lines. These princesses and young masters originally had high-level guards, making it difficult to act, but now was a rare opportunity.

Of course, she was always cautious, not only verifying the information but also activating the Treasure Pavilion branch's formations to scan the surroundings, confirming that there were indeed no Lingxu Realm experts hiding within tens of miles.

Unexpectedly, she discovered some Divine Realm cultivators secretly following them.

However, Divine Realm was still just Divine Realm, slightly troublesome but not a problem for her, who was well-prepared.

Compared to that, her greatest concern was still the True Lord Xinghui, as he was still stationed within the Immortal No. 3 Base.

After some effort.

Lady Shuanghua finally led everyone into the deepest part of the treasury. There was a special guest reception room, with puppet maids serving the finest immortal tea.

"Young Master, Princesses, and Prince, please have some immortal tea and wait a moment. I will go fetch the treasures," Lady Shuanghua said with a bow before leaving.

The third prince took a sip of the "immortal tea" and couldn't help but frown slightly. "This tea is just so-so, far inferior to the immortal tea Ruobing sent me. How can it be called immortal tea?"

"True immortal tea isn't that common," Wang Fugui said leisurely, taking a sip. "It's not bad; this is probably the best tea they can offer."

Spiritual tea and immortal tea were often just general terms for high-quality tea. After all, strictly speaking, there might not be any true immortal tea in the world.

The so-called "immortal tea" on the market mostly came from eleventh or twelfth-grade spirit plants, occasionally even from tenth or ninth-grade spirit plants, making it difficult to distinguish with just a few words.

As they chatted and drank tea, it wasn't long before Princess Zhaoyu suddenly collapsed into Wang Fugui's arms, her voice soft and weak. "Brother Fugui, why do I feel so weak and powerless?"

"Oh no, I feel strange too," Wang Fugui's expression changed, "My profound energy is rapidly dissipating, and I have no strength left, not even in my fingers."

"Something's wrong, we've been tricked!"

The third prince immediately realized something was amiss, his face furious as he stood up, only to collapse to the ground with weak legs.

Meanwhile, Yun Mengyu also fell softly into Wang Fugui's arms from the left.

"Lady Shuanghua, Lady Shuanghua?" Wang Fugui, holding one in each arm, looked anxious and panicked. "What's happening, what's going on?"

"Giggle~"

Just as Wang Fugui's voice fell, a series of charming laughs came from outside the door.

At the same time, Lady Shuanghua entered the guest room with two Divine Realm-level puppets. Even though her plan seemed successful, she cautiously hid behind the puppets.

However, these two puppets were clearly not comparable to those obtained by the Wang Clan from Shenwu Academy. They seemed to have only simple intelligence, following Lady Shuanghua's orders to protect the treasury.

At this moment, Lady Shuanghua's image and demeanor underwent a dramatic transformation.

Originally cold and aloof like a white orchid in the wind, she now exuded a wanton charm, her eyes filled with allure, and even her every gesture was filled with seductive allure.

Even her laughter had become particularly enchanting. "Wang Fugui, you probably never expected to fall into my hands, did you? How does the Drunken Immortal Tea taste? Now you can only speak, unable to use even your divine sense for a short time, right?"

"Who are you?" Wang Fugui was furious, displaying the demeanor of an impatient young master. "How dare you impersonate Lady Shuanghua to hold us hostage! Do you know the consequences?"

"Impersonate? No, no, no, I am Lady Shuanghua. However, this identity is just one of the many disguises I have," the mysterious woman laughed triumphantly. "As for courage, I've always had plenty."

"Who are you really!?" Wang Fugui was both shocked and angry. "And what do you want?"

"Naturally, to kidnap you, take your treasures, and demand some things owed to me from the Wang Clan," the mysterious woman sneered. "Young Master, I advise you to be honest. Our Treasure Pavilion's treasury was designed by the Elder Tianji himself, supervised by several True Lords."

Elder Tianji was the hidden master of the Tianji Continent.

Though not a True Immortal Realm cultivator, he commanded respect and fear from both the Immortal Emperor and Demon Emperor, clearly possessing means in artifact crafting that could rival them.

It was his presence that allowed the Tianji Continent to maintain a neutral stance, enabling his Treasure Pavilion to do business in both the Immortal Dynasty and Demon Dynasty, thriving in both realms.

"You have a lot of nerve!" Yun Mengyu said angrily. "Aren't you afraid of my family's Immortal Emperor Ancestor holding you accountable? If anything happens to us, even Elder Tianji won't be able to bear the responsibility."

"What does it matter to me if Elder Tianji can bear it?" the mysterious woman scoffed. "And don't bother trying to use the Immortal Emperor Order; it's useless. To prevent anyone from using spatial rifts to enter the treasury, our treasury is set up in a separate space created by spatial formations. Even if you activate the Immortal Emperor Order, the Immortal Emperor won't receive it, let alone project himself here."

"I've already accounted for all your possible means. Even if you have a True Immortal Strike, it would only destroy this puppet."

"As for the consequences, you needn't worry, Princesses and Prince. I have already prepared my escape route. Rest assured, I only intend to deal with Wang Fugui and won't harm any of you."

It was clear that while she acted boldly, she still had some fear of the Immortal and Demon Emperors, worried that harming the princesses and prince would lead to relentless pursuit.

After a pause, the mysterious woman looked at Wang Fugui. "Young Master Fugui, rest assured, I have no interest in your life. I only want... and I will request the Wang Clan's patriarch to return... to me."

"..." Wang Fugui suddenly gave her a meaningful look, his expression shifting from panic to calm and composed. "So it's you. You're the legendary demon dancer within the demon clan, aren't you? You're the one who killed the Nether Fiend Young Master and brought his body back to the Eastern Line Defense Area of the Immortal No. 3 Base, framing our Immortal Dynasty!"

The mysterious woman's expression changed, unable to deny it. "How do you know?"

Wang Fugui's tone was too certain, and his words too targeted, making it hard for her not to overthink.

"Of course, I didn't know; I was just guessing," Wang Fugui replied with a smile. "But based on your reaction, I'm now certain you're Sulaya, the one who recently caused a massive uproar."

Sulaya's eyes flickered, a hint of killing intent gradually emerging. "Wang Fugui, you're indeed not very smart. Don't you know the old saying, 'The more you know, the more dangerous it becomes'?"

"I'm not very smart?" Wang Fugui smiled at her, still composed. "Why do I feel that it's you, Sister Suya, who isn't very smart?"

He even called her by the name "Suya."

"You know too much," the mysterious woman's killing intent grew stronger, her sneer cold. "You're truly on a path of no return."

"Sigh, that's how smart people are; they must figure out their doubts," Wang Fugui sighed. "The first day I arrived at the Eastern Line Defense Area, I immediately examined the Nether Fiend Young Master's body. The method of killing, tsk tsk, was truly brutal, stabbing its vital points so many times, and there were signs of its soul being pinned."

"So what?" Suya sneered. "I don't believe you can deduce anything from the body. I meticulously handled it, erasing even the energy traces."

"The wounds on the body were indeed thoroughly destroyed, leaving no obvious traces, but precisely because of this, two points were exposed," Wang Fugui explained calmly. "First, your plan was meticulously detailed, with every step seemingly calculated. Moreover, the identity of Sulaya wasn't established overnight. This plan took decades, if not centuries, to set up."

On this point, he had some authority to speak. After all, Ancestor Grandfather's style was similar, laying long lines and planning grand schemes, often having the situation under control without anyone realizing.

"Second, the killer seemed somewhat sadistic, using brutal methods to deal with the Nether Fiend Young Master, indicating a somewhat unhealthy psyche."

"Additionally, from other comprehensive intelligence, it's clear the killer is adept at disguise, proficient in infiltration, and possesses seductive means; otherwise, they wouldn't have ensnared the Nether Fiend Young Master."

Princess Zhaoyu, listening in astonishment, asked, "Brother Fugui, how did you know the killer was Lady Shuanghua? That's incredible!"

"Of course, I didn't know it was Lady Shuanghua; I'm not a deity," Wang Fugui chuckled. "It's just four words: 'Bold assumptions, careful verification.'"

"Because the killer is skilled in disguise, infiltration, and deception, I deduced that after framing us, they wouldn't leave immediately. They would likely use their skills to hide, facilitating observation and control of the situation. This is a common psychological phenomenon, similar to how many criminals return to the scene to follow the latest developments."

"Moreover, the killer must be familiar with our Immortal No. 3 Base, at least with the Eastern Line Defense Area's terrain and checkpoints, which isn't achievable by simple reconnaissance. Based on this, I could infer that the killer, having the ability to fabricate an identity in the more challenging demon realm, could certainly fabricate one in our Immortal No. 3 Base."

The third prince, following Wang Fugui's reasoning, couldn't help but nod repeatedly. "It sounds reasonable. But why did you suspect Lady Shuanghua?"

"I didn't specifically suspect her. In fact, I had about a few hundred suspects, gradually narrowing it down to dozens," Wang Fugui said with a calm smile. "But Lady Shuanghua did have some suspicious points."

"First, her demeanor is completely opposite to that of the demon dancer Sulaya; one is cold and aloof, the other seductive and alluring. From a disguise perspective, creating a contrast to prevent others from linking them is a high-level disguise technique."

Suya's expression became incredibly complex.

She had thought her disguise was flawless, leaving no clues, never expecting that in Wang Fugui's eyes, the matter was full of flaws.

Yet, she couldn't help but want to hear Wang Fugui continue. "But that doesn't prove I'm an infiltrator, does it?"

"However, Lady Shuanghua occasionally disappears, claiming to search for her missing husband, which adds to her suspiciousness," Wang Fugui said. "That's why I included her in the list of suspects."

"If given time, I could continue to investigate, gradually identifying you through various clues. But with the tense war situation and complex circumstances, to better control the situation, I had to find the culprit quickly," Wang Fugui sighed, seemingly regretful. "So I had to take a risk, choosing a risky move to see if I could lure out the hidden big fish."

"So, this was all part of your plan?" Suya's emotions had settled, her alluring eyes gradually showing a hint of malice, as if ready to act at any moment. "But why were you certain I would make a move?"

"Fishing, naturally, involves creating conditions to lure the fish. However, even a master angler can't guarantee the fish will bite, it requires some luck," Wang Fugui chuckled. "But I've always had decent luck. Of course, using this strategy also relates to my assessment of the killer's personality."

"The killer is adept at hiding, confident yet bold, accustomed to planning escape routes for exposure. Most importantly, they have a somewhat extreme and violent personality, likely a psychopath. Such individuals often act extremely, feeling restless if they don't act on their thoughts. Moreover, you probably have a backup plan. If you could create a Sulaya identity in the demon realm, you could create a second one. And when people have a backup plan, they tend to act more boldly."

"Well, well, well~ I never expected you to be so clever, Wang Fugui!" Suya grew increasingly cold inside, her eyes gradually showing a hint of madness, her expression becoming sinister. "Just as you said, I have other identities in the demon realm. Unfortunately, your cleverness has led to your downfall."

"I originally didn't plan to kill you all!"

"Now, none of you will leave alive!"

As her words fell, one of the Divine Realm puppets suddenly moved, throwing a punch at Wang Fugui.

The overwhelming force of the punch swept out, causing the air in the guest room to vibrate with a "buzzing" sound, even making the items on the surrounding tea table unstable.

Such a terrifying punch, if it hit Wang Fugui, would likely turn his small frame into minced meat instantly, impossible to piece back together.

However.

In that critical moment.

Wang Fugui's Dao artifact-level storage ring flashed slightly, and an unremarkable middle-aged male puppet suddenly appeared, standing in front of him.

"Boom~~!!!"

A deafening roar echoed.

The middle-aged male puppet also struck with a palm, effortlessly blocking the Divine Realm puppet's punch and even slapping it away.

"What? A Lingxu Realm guardian puppet?!!" Suya's eyes widened, her alluring face filled with disbelief. "You weren't poisoned by the Drunken Immortal Tea? You could still use your divine sense to activate the ring and retrieve items? That's impossible! If you weren't poisoned, how did you know the symptoms after the Drunken Immortal Grass took effect?"

"How simple is that? I wasn't poisoned, but that doesn't mean Princess Zhaoyu and the third prince weren't. I just mimicked them," Wang Fugui said with a calm demeanor. "The symptoms after poisoning were transmitted to me by Mengyu. Suya, you really aren't very smart."

"You..."

Suya was so infuriated that her expression twisted, almost spitting blood.

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