The villain's pet apprentice sister is not to be trifled with

"Fourth Senior Brother, is there anything else? Have we left anything behind?" Si Qingyu asked Qian Ren.

Qian Ren looked at it carefully again and said, "Junior sister, it's really gone. Even the black iron rivets on the window have been removed." Anyway, there was nothing in the room and there was no need to close the windows tightly.

The two bandits turned around and were about to leave. The pillars on the roof beams lit up again and began to shake slightly. Dust fell down from the roof.

Si Qingyu and Qian Ren looked at each other for a moment, then said, "Fourth Senior Brother, why do I feel like this house is about to collapse?"

Qian Ren grinned, his face showing fear, "Maybe it's because we took too much, and this room can't stand it anymore, so he got angry and became intelligent? Run quickly! Otherwise, you will be buried!"

So, the brother and sister hurriedly ran outside. As they ran, they felt the building shaking even more violently. The moment they stepped out of the door, there was a loud crash and the entire warehouse collapsed.

The two men were choked by the dust and kept coughing, their heads full of dust.

Before they could react to what was happening, a long, arm-thick wooden stick began to circle towards Si Qingyu.

Because the big stick was swung so fast, it caused a whistling sound in the wind, and its purple lightning light was even brighter under the sunlight.

"Hey!" Si Qingyu pointed at the beam with surprise, "It lights up! Fourth Brother, please help me see what this is!"

Qianren loved to study rare treasures, so upon seeing this, he quickly walked to the piece of wood. Just as he was about to use his spiritual power to explore what treasure it was, the wood suddenly emitted electricity and struck a bolt of thunder right in front of Qianren, as if warning him, "You can't go any further, or I'm going to cut you."

Then, the big stick moved towards Si Qingyu again. This time, it did not swing in circles, but instead stuck one end on the ground and shook the other end a few times.

Although it has no head or feet, Si Qingyu can really see that this thing looks a bit like... acting like a spoiled child.

Qian Ren was amazed. "A magic weapon with wood attribute shouldn't have the power of thunder and lightning, unless..."

He paused, then fearlessly went over to touch the wood despite its resistance. A force of lightning spread from his fingertips and spread throughout his body.

Then, Si Qingyu saw Qian Ren performing a breakdance for her.

The posture was weird, his legs were moving in different directions, and the muscles on his face were twitching. It was really an eye-opener.

Si Qingyu couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so he reached out and patted Qianren, "Fourth Senior Brother, please retract your magical powers..."

Qianren, whose hair stood on end from the electric shock, sat on the ground, smiling even more exaggeratedly than before, "Okay, Junior Sister, okay! Hahahahaha..."

Si Qingyu: “…” So, this thing turned her fourth senior brother into a lunatic?

Qianren stood up from the ground with a somersault. "I just read in the fragments of an ancient book that there is a thunder spirit tree in the God Realm that was watered by the power of thunder and lightning. Who knows, this may be a sacred tree!"

Upon hearing this, Si Qingyu raised his eyebrows and looked at the big piece of wood.

Qian Ren: "Junior Sister, since this is a rare thunder-attributed wood that is a perfect match for your spiritual roots, and it seems to have developed intelligence, it hopes that you can take it away, so please grant its wish."

Si Qingyu: "But this piece of wood is too long and too big. What can I do with it? I can't even carry it in a fight! It's hard for me to put it in my storage bag now."

The wood seemed to be responding to Si Qingyu's words, and it was spinning in circles in the air. The lightning flashed cracklingly, and Si Qingyu seriously suspected that it was showing off its skills.

Qianren and Si Qingyu were nearly shot in the head by it, and they both squatted with their heads in their hands.

Si Qingyu saw that it had had enough fun, so it stuck to the ground with a bang. After shaking a few times, it gradually shrank from a round wooden pillar more than ten meters long, and then shrank again and again until it was a size that could be held in the hand, just as long as a pen.

When Si Qingyu saw this, he inexplicably thought of the Monkey King Sun Wukong's golden cudgel, and his eyes lit up.

She grabbed the small stick in the air, turned it around, and after looking at it carefully, she found two small characters engraved on the end of the stick, "Wanxiang".

Si Qingyu roughly guessed that this was the pen that Bai Wuchang asked her to find for drawing talismans.

The small stick lit up in Si Qingyu's palm, and Si Qingyu vaguely saw some old events about this pen that happened at some time in the past.

Probably because no one used it for so many years, it gradually let itself go and kept changing in this warehouse. Because it was too naughty, the fur in the front was worn off and it turned into a stick.

Later, the house collapsed due to rain, and the wooden stake happened to turn into a large wooden stake, so it was chosen and used as a beam for the house.

Si Qingyu's mouth twitched, he felt that this "Wanxiang" was really pitiful, but at the same time he was also impressed by the pride and loyalty of this spiritual weapon.

A room full of magical weapons and spiritual tools would rather be left idle, ignored, and used as beams than be associated with mediocre and evil spirits. This is indeed a sign of character.

The Wanxiang Pen, which has been silent for who knows how many years, is empty, lonely and cold.

No wonder after it met a cultivator with the same spiritual roots as her, it chased after her so madly and wanted to take her away.

"Fourth Brother, can you help me make a brush with it?"

Qian Ren nodded, "Of course, no problem. Leave it to me. I happen to have a handful of nine-tailed fox hair, which is especially suitable for making a pen tip! Nine-tailed foxes are good at illusion, which can also help you draw magic arrays and other talismans to increase their effects."

Si Qingyu looked at the collapsed ruins, his eyes gradually becoming perverted, "I wonder if there are any similar things in this pile? Or other treasures or something..." He always felt that if he missed it, he would lose 100 million.

Seeing this, Qianren and Si Qingyu simply packed up the ruins and took them away, not even leaving a single brick behind.

It can be said that a house was literally razed to the ground, which is so horrific.

The brother and sister ran back to their home peak happily. Qian Ren first made Si Qingyu's brush, and then began to study the uses of various magical instruments, enjoying himself very much.

Si Qingyu entered the library and immersed herself in practicing drawing talismans. She also threw Nangong Chiyang into several new formations she had researched to test him, so that he could constantly challenge himself.

So, Nangong Chiyang fought hundreds of monsters in the illusion array. He killed all of them, including those flying in the sky, running on the ground, and swimming in the water.

He also fought against endless spell attacks in the Five Elements Formation several times, and survived the violent attacks of various demons in the Four Seasons Formation...

Nangong Chiyang had been stuck in the late Jindan stage for a long time and had not found an opportunity to advance. Unexpectedly, Si Qingyu's several formations directly sent him to the great perfection of Jindan.

He felt that if he continued to practice like this, it wouldn't be long before he broke through to the Nascent Soul stage.

……

After the brothers and sisters from Qingjing Peak robbed the storehouse, they became very arrogant.

Several days after the warehouse collapsed, the two disciples in charge of patrolling the mountain walked onto this desolate and empty land.

The two of them looked at each other, both confused.

"Why do I remember there was a house here before?"

"I still remember that this house is the treasure house passed down by our ancestors!"

"What about the house?"

"Fuck! It disappeared out of thin air. This is so scary!"

So they quickly notified the sect leader Bai Wuchang.

Their Renxin Sect was robbed, and the entire warehouse was gone! Just! Vanished! Out of thin air!

Upon hearing this, Bai Wuchang rushed to the scene in a hurry, cursing and swearing. Just as he was about to notify the entire sect to be on alert, his disciple Lu Xiangxiang beside him whispered to her, "Master, I remember you gave the key to Junior Sister Si Qingyu!"

Bai Wuchang was stunned for a moment, then said "Oh" faintly, turned around and walked towards his own peak.

As he walked, he instructed the other disciples, "It's okay, it's okay, it's not lost, we are one of them, we just digested it internally."

Since he's our own kid, just take it. It's better to keep it within the family.

Anyway, the sect competition is imminent, so it is only right that they give some good equipment to the young men in the sect.