Inside the Painting of the Nine Immortals, thousands of miles of barren land turned into verdant hills and clear waters. The desolation turned into the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.
The nine Soul Nurturing Mountains towered majestically like sharp swords piercing into the clouds. White mist coiled around them, and the aura of the Dao suffused the air.
Apart from the ninth Soul Nurturing Mountain, there was a proud figure at the top of every Soul Nurturing Mountain. They were either sitting or standing, looking extremely graceful.
"Three hundred years …"
Ling Xian opened his eyes. They were calm, deep, and unfazed.
After three hundred years, he had matured quite a bit. Although he had many questions, he did not show them on his face.
He stood up and greeted the silhouettes of the first seven peaks of the Soul Healing Mountain. Then, he fixed his gaze on the eighth peak.
There stood a black-robed old man with his hands behind his back. He was like the sovereign of the night, and wherever he went, there was only an abyss.
He stared at Ling Xian emotionlessly. His eyes were as deep as the stars and as terrifying as a demon.
However, Ling Xian was fearless.
He looked straight at the eighth immortal and asked his first question in a tone that was neither questioning nor respectful.
"Why did you imprison me for 300 years?"
"A greeting gift for you."
The Eighth Immortal spoke softly. Though his gaze was on Ling Xian, he didn't see Ling Xian. Or in other words, he didn't see anyone.
Whether it was the Immortal King or the Heavens, there was nothing that could enter his eyes.
"Welcome gift …"
Ling Xian frowned slightly. Was there such a greeting gift for him to waste a hundred years?
"I know you have many questions, but no matter what they are, I can answer you with one sentence."
The eighth immortal's expression was calm as he said, "What you experienced was not three hundred years, but an instant."
Hearing this, Ling Xian was a little startled. All his questions were answered.
Why had the Eighth Immortal disregarded the safety of the universe and imprisoned him for three hundred years? Why had he cultivated bitterly for three hundred years, but his cultivation had not improved at all?
It turned out that the real time was just an instant.
"Brother Thief is right. It was only a split second."
Liao Cang Qiong's lips curled into a smile, "If he really dares to beg you for 300 years, why would I agree?"
"Similar to the lost century …" Ling Xian softly sighed, his emotions were complex.
Originally, he thought that he had wasted three hundred years of time. Unexpectedly, it was only an instant.
To him, this was undoubtedly a good thing. At the very least, the universe still existed.
He clasped his hands at the Eighth Immortal and said, "I have misunderstood you."
"If our identities were reversed, I would punch you without saying a word." The eighth immortal smiled faintly, and said, "Little guy, you're not brave enough."
Hearing this, Ling Xian laughed.
In the beginning, he did have the thought of beating up the Eighth Celestial. However, 300 years had passed, and he had gotten over it.
"Alright, let me introduce you."
Liao Cang Qiong stroked his beard and shifted his gaze to Ling Xian, "You should know about the Steal House."
"Of course." Ling Xian nodded. Not only has he heard of it, he is also very familiar with it.
After cultivating for many years, he had met three descendants of the Steal Sect: Steal The World from Eternal Immortal Planet, Steal Wangu from Black Tortoise Continent, and Steal Jiuxiao from Big Dipper Planet.
Without exception, all of them left a deep impression on him. Therefore, the Steal Sect left a deep impression on him as well.
"Then you should be able to guess his identity." Liao Cang Qiong grinned.
"Could it be …"
Ling Xian's eyes froze. He guessed that the elder in black before him was the legendary ancestor of the Steal House!
"Just as you guessed, he is the ancestor of the Steal House, the Immortal of the Steal House." Liao Cang Qiong grinned.
"I knew it."
Ling Xian's pupils constricted. Though he had predicted this, after hearing it from Liao Cang Qiong's own mouth, his heart was still in turmoil.
What could he do? The Immortal of the Steal House was far too famous. It is not an exaggeration to say that many people don't know about the Immortal of Alchemy or the Keeper of Land and Sea, but very few people don't know about him.
He was known as the Number One Thief of all time. If he wanted to, there was nothing he couldn't steal. He was most famous for two things.
One was to change the sky, the other was to steal the Sun.
The former used a supreme technique to cover the sky, and no one noticed it even after an entire hundred years. It was to the extent that no one noticed it at all.
In the end, the Immortal of the Steal House dispelled his technique. Only then did the world realize that the sky above their heads had been changed.
Though it was only the sky of a single star, it was still unbelievable. Not even real immortals could achieve this.
The latter was even more unbelievable. Remember that the Sun was one of the strongest stars. Even real immortals cannot take it for themselves.
However, the Immortal of the Steal House did it. He banished the Eternal Sun and hung a fake one in the sky. After a hundred years, the real Sun reappeared in the world.
These two matters were undoubtedly shocking and could even be said to be fantastical stories. However, they were both true and not the slightest bit of falsehood.
Therefore, the Immortal of the Steal House was given a nickname, the Sun Changing House!
"No wonder I couldn't detect 300 years of time. It was only a moment. It was the Immortal of the Steal House."
Ling Xian exhaled a mouthful of murky air. He didn't think the Eighth Immortal would be the ancestor of the Steal House.
"His first meeting gift wasn't bad, right? Though the process was difficult, I gained a lot." Liao Cang Qiong stroked his beard.
"That's true." Ling Xian grinned. In reality, it was only a moment, but he felt like it was 300 years.
In these 300 years, his mentality had calmed down and his patience had reached a shocking level. Without a doubt, he gained a lot.
"I have given you your first meeting gift. Next, it's time for the test."
The Immortal of the Steal House spoke softly, "If you pass, then you will receive my teachings. If you fail, then we are not meant to be."
"Please speak." Ling Xian wiped off his smile, knowing that the Immortal of the Steal House's test was extremely difficult.
"You can say it's easy, but you can also say it's difficult."
"I will construct a Hidden Territory. Once you enter, you will become an ordinary person. If you can accumulate wealth, then you will pass."
"Remember, you only have one way to make a living. That is to steal."
"Perhaps you should remember that there is a Dao for thieves. Do not steal from poor people. Do not steal from those who have done good deeds."
The Immortal of the Steal House had a calm expression, "Based on your performance, I will decide how many teachings I will give you. The lowest one, the highest all of them."
"Steal …" Ling Xian frowned.
"I am a member of the Steal House. Of course I steal."
The Immortal of the Steal House smiled faintly, "These old fellas are praising you as if you are unique in the world. I sure want to see if you are as talented as they say you are."
"Haha, Ling Xian, you have to make me proud." Liao Cang Qiong laughed brightly.
"That's right. If you cannot pass, these old fellas will laugh at us."
Feng Qing Ming spoke, "You have to work hard for us."
"I will try." Ling Xian shook his head, feeling troubled.
If it was a battle, he wouldn't have much of an issue. Even if he had to fight against a real immortal, he wouldn't be afraid.
But to accumulate wealth through stealing, to him, was as difficult as climbing up to the sky.
"What do you mean try? Have some confidence. "
Feng Qing Ming glared at Ling Xian, "It's just stealing. After all, you are a cultivator of the extraordinary realm. Even if you become an ordinary person, your abilities are still better than others. "
"Alright."
Ling Xian was helpless. He shifted his gaze towards the Immortal of the Steal House, "Immortal, please construct the Hidden Territory."
"Be careful. My test is not easy."
The Immortal of the Steal House smiled faintly. He waved his hand and the Hidden Territory was constructed.
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