Inside the mausoleum, everyone was shocked and their mouths were wide open.
Even the 12 ninth leveled cultivators were stunned.
Nobody expected that when the Daoist of Duo Bao was captured, another treasure would disappear.
This meant the thief was someone else.
"Holy Thief! Such a miraculous technique, he must be the Holy Thief! "
"To steal a treasure under the noses of 12 ninth leveled cultivators is a miracle!"
"I knew this fatty wouldn't be the Holy Thief. With his clumsy technique, he doesn't even deserve to carry the Holy Thief's shoes!"
Everyone exclaimed in shock.
This made the Daoist of Duo Bao want to cry but no tears came out.
Not only did he become the scapegoat for no reason, but he was also degraded to the point that he didn't even deserve to carry the Holy Thief's shoes. This was far too humiliating.
However, there were benefits to this. At least, he cleared his name.
The Daoist of Duo Bao shifted his gaze towards the sword-bearing man and said carefully, "Senior, I really didn't steal the treasure. Please be merciful and let me go."
"Who knows if you are in cahoots with that person? You attracted our attention and he attacked from the shadows. "
The sword-bearing man was enraged. He felt like he had lost all face.
The other ninth leveled cultivators felt the same way.
Their attention was truly attracted by the Daoist of Duo Bao. However, this was too thin and couldn't hide the fact that they were embarrassed.
As ninth leveled cultivators, their treasures were stolen right before their eyes. Though it wasn't a great humiliation, it still made them lose all face.
"Senior, I really don't know the Holy Thief …"
The Daoist of Duo Bao was about to cry. Suddenly, his face froze and he thought of Ling Xian.
He had witnessed Ling Xian's mysterious techniques and knew that Ling Xian was in the mausoleum. Therefore, he suddenly felt like he really did know the Holy Thief.
"Less bullsh * t. I will take your life."
The sword-bearing man was furious. Even though he knew that the Daoist of Duo Bao wasn't the culprit, he still wanted to kill him to vent his anger.
However, the elder in white stopped him.
He stood before the Daoist of Duo Bao and snickered, "You are a ninth leveled cultivator. How shameless are you to attack a junior?"
"What does it have to do with you? Get out of my way! "The swordsman's eyes turned cold, and his Sword Qi surged.
"That will depend on whether or not you have the ability to do so." The old man in white punched out, tearing apart the space and shaking everything.
The great battle began again. The two of them were already fighting with their true strength. Every move they made was ruthless, wanting to kill the other party.
Daoist Duobao's eyes lit up and he hurriedly fled.
He was not a real treasure thief, so no one stopped him.
"I hope you learn to be smarter. Next time, I won't be able to save you." Ling Xian softly grinned, very happy.
Because of Daoist Duobao, he had obtained another treasure. Naturally, he was happy.
"The two of you should stop first and listen to what I have to say." A golden-robed elder spoke, his voice like a great bell that shook one's soul.
This caused the white-clothed old man and the sword-bearing man to frown. They coldly glanced at each other and stopped attacking.
"Only six treasures remain. If we continue fighting, they'll most likely be stolen. At that time, we'll have to return empty-handed."
"Why don't we talk peacefully and find the fastest and fairest way to divide these six treasures?"
The golden-robed elder spoke softly. Everyone was silent for a moment before they all nodded.
Though they didn't want to admit it, Ling Xian's methods were far too unbelievable. If they continued fighting, all ten treasures would be stolen by him.
"Since everyone is willing to talk, then this will be much easier."
The golden-robed elder smiled, "I suggest we draw straws to decide who gets the treasures. It sounds like child's play, but it's the fairest way."
"That's true. Let's see each other's luck." The white-clothed elder nodded softly in agreement.
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Their capabilities were similar. In a chaotic battle, it would be difficult to determine a winner. Rather than letting the thief take advantage of them, why not gamble?
"Very well. Since everyone agrees, then let's begin." The golden-robed elder waved around his sleeve and 12 bamboo straws appeared. Half of them were green, the other half were red.
"To be fair, I will use a treasure to temporarily blind your eyes and souls. After I draw straws, I will dispel the technique."
"Those who draw red straws will receive a treasure. Those who draw green straws, I can only apologize."
The golden-robed elder's expression was calm. After everyone nodded, he formed a hand seal and released a mysterious power that blinded their eyes and souls.
The 11 ninth leveled cultivators were shocked. They didn't think the golden-robed elder would have such a mysterious technique and such powerful strength.
Ling Xian's interest was piqued.
However, it wasn't because of the golden-robed elder's technique. It was because his opportunity had come.
The 11 ninth leveled cultivators were blinded and the golden-robed elder was paying attention to the result of the drawing. To Ling Xian, this was without a doubt, a great opportunity.
This made Ling Xian shake his head and laugh. Though he had decided to stop, since the opportunity was presented to him, he wasn't going to let it go.
Immediately, he displayed the Heavenly Thief's Hand. A silent suction force expanded and engulfed the fifth ball of light.
In the next second, the ball of light entered his storage pouch without anyone noticing.
At the same time, the 11 ninth leveled cultivators opened their eyes and looked at the bamboo straws in their hands.
Then, they were half happy and half sad.
"Thank you everyone for leaving me a red straws." The golden-robed elder stroked his beard and smiled. Everyone else who drew the red straws smiled as well.
But in the next second, their smiles froze on their faces.
Because they saw another ball of light was gone.
Not only did this mean they had to draw again, it also meant they had lost face again.
"Who is it? Show yourself! "
The swordsman's lungs were about to explode from anger. Rays of sword energy howled out, making everyone pale in the face and forcing them to step back.
The other ninth leveled cultivators didn't explode, but they were on the verge of exploding.
This was too infuriating. In the blink of an eye, another treasure was gone. Who wouldn't be angry?
But what could they do? They didn't even know when the treasure disappeared. How could they find the thief?
"Sorry, it's all my fault." The golden-robed elder was extremely ashamed and wanted to find a hole to hide in.
This was his fault. If he didn't seal off these people's eyes and souls, Ling Xian wouldn't have a chance.
"If I wasn't sure you didn't do it on purpose, I would suspect you are the thief."
The elder in white's eyes were cold. Everyone else didn't look happy either.
The golden-robed elder could only bitterly smile at this.
He had just hoodwinked everyone's senses, and the treasure had disappeared without a trace. Anyone would have been suspicious.
The elder in gold sighed, "Oh well, I don't want it anymore. You guys split it."
Hearing this, everyone's expression softened. They knew that the elder in gold was redeeming himself this way.
Therefore, they didn't show any mercy and they didn't dare to.
Ling Xian's methods were far too strange. Who could guarantee that the treasures wouldn't disappear if they dragged on for a little longer? If all 10 balls of light disappeared, then they would be in deep trouble.
Therefore, those who drew the red straws all made their moves and each acquired a treasure.
Just like that, the battle for the treasures had ended. Ling Xian was the biggest winner.
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