Ji Shiyou attacked suddenly, without warning.
But the disciples of Jinwu Palace had always followed his lead and trusted him implicitly.
They all drew their swords and pointed them at Shi Lie and Wu Ya, disciples of Shenyi Valley.
Only Jun Shuxue looked confused, stunned by the scene before her.
"Brother Dao, what are you doing?
Put away your swords, it's not good if someone gets hurt!"
Shi Lie appeared bewildered, forcing a smile.
He looked obsequious, while his junior sister Wu Ya remained silent.
"Eldest Senior Brother, something is wrong.
Why did you say they were lying?"
Little Junior Brother Nu Tao, although he had also drawn his sword, didn't know what was happening.
Seeing that Shi Lie showed no unusual signs, he couldn't help but ask.
"Clothes and accessories."
Ji Shiyou spoke sparingly, uttering only a few words.
Not only Nu Tao, but Shi Lie and Wu Ya were also confused.
They didn't understand what these abrupt words meant.
"Eldest Senior Brother means they are impostors.
They are not disciples of Shenyi Valley at all, and I was careless just now.
I didn't see through them. The disciples of immortal sects are upright and disciplined, with strict hierarchies.
Clothes and accessories represent identity.
They also represent the etiquette of the sect, a serious matter.
Take our Jinwu Palace, for example. We must wear the palace uniform.
Only the Eldest Senior Brother can wear a ceremonial crown; other disciples can only tie their hair with a golden hairpin.
These two, although wearing the green uniform of Shenyi Valley,
tie their hair with a jade crown, which is only worn by the Valley Master of Shenyi Valley.
The Valley Master of Shenyi Valley is an elderly man, which is why Eldest Senior Brother said they were lying.
There must be something wrong with these two. Speak, who exactly are you two?
What is your intention in tricking us into coming up the mountain?"
Tian Jian, having been with Ji Shiyou the longest, understood his meaning and explained to everyone.
"Good, you two scoundrels.
You dare to deceive people and come to Jinwu Palace? I think you don't want to live.
Watch me, your grandma, beat you to death!"
After Tian Jian's explanation, Jun Shuxue suddenly understood.
She rushed towards Shi Lie and Wu Ya, throwing punches.
"Be careful!"
Tian Jian, seeing his junior sister acting so recklessly, quickly shouted a warning.
But it was too late. Just as Tian Jian was explaining the reason for Ji Shiyou's suspicion,
Shi Lie and Wu Ya exchanged a glance, having reached a consensus.
They had been exposed and decided to use this opportunity to escape.
However, Ji Shiyou and the others' swords were right in front of them, so they dared not act rashly.
Jun Shuxue's sudden outburst blocked the swords pointed at them.
This created an opportunity for them. Shi Lie's hand moved like lightning.
He struck Jun Shuxue with a palm, knocking her unconscious, and then quickly held her in his arms.
Countless pear blossoms appeared out of nowhere, enveloping his body.
Carrying himself and the unconscious Jun Shuxue, he flew towards the Four Houses Mountain.
As for Wu Ya, she stomped her foot, and her entire body sank into the ground, disappearing.
"Idiots, chase!"
Ji Shiyou, seeing Jun Shuxue being abducted, could not help but curse, despite his usual brevity.
But after all, they were fellow disciples, and he couldn't stand by and do nothing.
He uttered the word "chase" and ascended on his sword, pursuing the pear blossoms swirling in the air.
The others followed closely, chasing into the Four Houses Mountain.
Deep within the Four Houses Mountain, the swirling pear blossoms descended.
Shi Lie threw the unconscious Jun Shuxue onto the ground.
His body flickered, transforming into a woman of seventeen or eighteen years old.
She was dressed in white, with long, beautiful hair tied up with a pear blossom.
Her appearance was sweet, and her slightly baby-faced cheeks had dimples.
She bore no resemblance to the original Shi Lie.
Her name was Ming Yue, a five-hundred-year-old pear blossom tree spirit.
"Zhuji, I'm not blaming you, but can you be more serious?
Robbery is also a path, don't you have any professional ethics?
How could you prepare costumes and props that are so easily seen through?"
Ming Yue squatted beside Jun Shuxue, rummaging through her storage bag and jewelry.
She took everything she deemed valuable, muttering as she did so.
"You always blame me. You didn't object at the time, did you?
I didn't know we would encounter real immortal sect disciples.
They are experts, and I only realized it now.
Immortal sects have so many rules. Now you're blaming me.
What were you doing before? You're still in the mood to search for things, they'll catch up soon.
Let's escape quickly. Those orthodox immortal sects are not to be trifled with by us little demons.
Don't hog it all, give me some!"
A bamboo branch suddenly emerged from the ground beside Ming Yue.
It then transformed into a green-clad woman, tall and slender.
While talking about escaping, she reached out to snatch the storage bag Ming Yue had found on Jun Shuxue.
Her name was Zhuji, a five-hundred-year-old green bamboo.
Her original form grew alongside Ming Yue's, and they knew each other before they had taken human form.
They had weathered storms and endured lightning together.
After taking human form, they became inseparable best friends.
Zhuji was primarily misled by Ming Yue, who claimed that cultivation was difficult and the Great Dao had three thousand paths.
She said it was easier to ascend by choosing a path suitable for oneself.
Ming Yue chose a peculiar path: robbery.
She introduced to Zhuji that robbery was also a Dao.
Furthermore, it required no meditation and no breathing exercises.
It was not tiring and was easy, allowing one to travel and gain abundant resources.
Zhuji was fooled by her and followed Ming Yue around robbing for a hundred years.
Only then did she realize that Ming Yue was simply lazy, unwilling to cultivate, and greedy.
However, they did indeed improve their cultivation by using the pills, magical artifacts, and secret manuals obtained through robbery.
Thus, she didn't part ways with Ming Yue and continued with her.
One day, they came to the Four Houses Mountain and, feeling restless,
they triggered a mechanism on the mountain, wanting to impersonate disciples of Shenyi Valley.
They intended to lure people up the mountain, but they encountered disciples of Jinwu Palace.
They thought they had found easy prey, but Ji Shiyou saw through them at a glance.
"Stop grabbing, I'll keep it for now, and we'll divide it later.
You go and use the formation we prepared to trap them.
You must know that these immortal sect disciples are all fat sheep.
After this one score, we won't need to rob for a year, no, cultivate for a year.
Hurry up, I'll help you immediately. Fortune favors the bold.
I believe in you, go quickly!"
Ming Yue snatched the storage bag and put it in her embrace, coaxing Zhuji.
"Then hurry up! I'm afraid I can't hold them back.
The one who pointed his sword at us first seemed very powerful.
Our Five Elements Maze might not be able to trap him."
Thinking of Ji Shiyou's cold face and the aura he exuded, Zhuji felt a little timid.
"That's why you need to buy me time to set it up."
Ming Yue's hands didn't stop.
She thoroughly searched Jun Shuxue, even stripping off the Jinwu Palace uniform she was wearing.
Then, she took out a jade token from her embrace and waved it at Zhuji.
"You're willing to use it, you've really gone to great lengths."
Zhuji's eyes lit up upon seeing what Ming Yue held, and she felt more confident.
That item was Ming Yue's treasure, called the Qian Tian Illusion.
Once activated, its power was immense.
It was the most valuable loot they had obtained in their robbing careers.
However, it was a defective item and could only be used once.
Ming Yue cherished it dearly, saying it was for saving her life.
She hadn't expected to take it out today and decided to use it.
"You know, without investment, there's no profit. High investment leads to high returns."
Ming Yue's eyes sparkled with the gleam of wealth.
She had noticed earlier that the Eldest Senior Brother of Jinwu Palace
was laden with treasures, from the sword in his hand, the jade pendant at his waist, to the golden crown on his head.
She wanted it all!