Ximen Changqing earned 1,500 spirit stones from selling herbs and also swindled a mid-grade magic weapon from his ancestor, putting him in a good mood.
On his way back to Qingyang Mountain, a white light suddenly attacked Ximen Changqing's face, striking without warning.
"Golden Shield Technique!" Ximen Changqing exclaimed in shock, instinctively releasing a defensive spell.
"Bang..."
The golden shield cracked, blocking the white light; it turned out to be a mid-grade magic weapon, a Xuan Tie curved sword.
"Who goes there? Show yourself!"
The route between Qingyang Market and Qingyang Mountain had always been safe; no one dared to openly rob in the heart of the Ximen family's territory.
The sudden attack caught Ximen Changqing off guard.
Though furious, he remained calm, immediatel
