Fun, So Much Fun

“Phew, it all comes down to this!”

Old Fourth’s expression was one of intense excitement. Since being crippled, it had been a long time since he had felt this exhilarated.

Beside him, Old Fifth appeared extremely nervous.

“Fourth Bro, hurry up. It won't be long before the Butler and the others return.”

“Don't worry, I've studied their patrol routes; we have more than enough time.”

“I've already drugged Guangzong and the others; they’re out cold. There won't be any problems!”

As he spoke, he took out a ring and waved it in front of the oil painting.

Following his movements, the patterns on the oil painting began to rearrange themselves.

Seeing this, even Old Fifth couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

“It worked! It worked!”

“Shhh!”

Old Fourth made a silencing gesture, his eyes gleaming.

“This is only the first step. Keep your voice down.”

Old Fifth quickly covered his mouth, only letting go once the oil painting in front of them had transformed into a door.

“Fourth Bro, should we...”

“Follow the plan. Let’s go!”

With a wave of Old Fourth’s hand, the few guards he had bribed followed him into the oil painting.

At first, they felt a strange, viscous sensation against their bodies, but it only lasted for two or three seconds.

When the viscosity vanished, they found themselves in a vast, brilliantly lit hall, shimmering with gold and jade.

Exquisite antiques were displayed on curio shelves, and several golden caskets stood to the side, sealing the transcendent items the Lyu family had purchased.

“Fourth Bro, are we only taking the antiques? We’re not taking the transcendent items?”

“We aren't. The market price for transcendent items is only between two hundred thousand and seven hundred thousand, but any one of these antiques is worth two or three million!”

“Besides, we’ve only prepared replicas for the antiques. Leaving them here will buy us a lot of time.”

“If we take the transcendent items, it’ll be too easy for them to track us.”

“Right, right. Fourth Bro is always so thorough.”

“Don’t just stand there. Start moving!”

At Old Fourth’s command, the guards snapped out of it and began moving the items out in a line.

They moved them out one by one, and in less than ten minutes, they had completely emptied the hall of all its antiques.

Immediately after, the group began placing the fake antiques inside under the direction of Old Fourth and Old Fifth.

“That vase isn't placed correctly. Turn the little figure's face a bit more to the right.”

“Yes, yes, just like that.”

“Alright, let’s go!”

Old Fourth called out, leading the group back out of the oil painting.

The people outside had already begun loading the truck. Once Old Fourth stepped out, he waved his hand, and the colors on the oil painting behind him shifted once more, changing from a door back to its original form.

“Move, move, move!”

Old Fourth ushered everyone along as they ran toward the truck. However, when they reached the vehicle, they were stunned. The man in the red hat in the driver's seat had a bloody hole in his chest; his face was pale, and he had clearly been dead for some time.

Old Fourth’s expression changed instantly, and Old Fifth began to tremble all over.

“F-Fourth Bro, have we been discovered?”

“Even if we have, we have to run! Or are we going to stay here and wait to die?”

“But, but...”

“But my ass! I’ll drive the truck. You take the brothers into the back and watch the antiques. We’re going straight to Old Wu!”

“The plane is already prepared. Once we deliver the goods, we’re flying out of the country. If they want to find us, they can dream on!”

As he spoke, he yanked the ‘corpse’ of the man in the red hat out and sat in the driver's seat himself. Old Fifth had no choice but to lead the men into the cargo hold.

Once they closed the doors, Old Fourth slammed on the gas and drove the truck toward the back gate.

After they were gone, the man in the red hat lying on the ground climbed back up. He brushed the bloodstains off his clothes and headed toward the Lyu mansion.

‘Since I have you two to take the fall, I won’t be polite.’

Yin Yang activated his Perception skill. The entire Lyu estate seemed to come alive, guiding his way and telling him exactly where the living people and the surveillance cameras were.

It was as if he were back in his own home. He precisely avoided every camera and arrived at a room on the second floor.

A middle-aged man with salt-and-pepper hair was lying on the bed, fast asleep. This was Lyu Xiaofeng’s only son, Lyu Guangzong!

One could tell just how much Lyu Xiaofeng expected of him from his name alone.

Unfortunately, Lyu Guangzong possessed no spirituality; someone like him could never become a transcendent.

Yin Yang looked at the face that bore a striking resemblance to Lyu Xiaofeng and smiled. He pressed his right hand against the man’s brow, activated his Spirit-Bestow skill, and an incantation appeared on the man's head.

Next, he went to a second room. This was the room of Lyu Xiaofeng’s eldest grandson, Lyu Tong.

This Lyu Tong was no simpleton; despite his youth, he already held real power, managing a massive gold mine with steady hands.

Furthermore, his talent as a transcendent was quite good. He had become a Sequence 7 at a young age and was being groomed by Lyu Xiaofeng. The old man intended to skip over his son and make this eldest grandson the next head of the family.

Yin Yang repeated his trick, placing a Brand on the man's forehead before heading off to find the second grandson, Lyu Che.

After searching for two rounds and failing to find him, he remembered that Lyu Che had likely been called away by Lyu Xiaofeng to act as bait to lure out those who wanted to strike at the Lyu family.

At this thought, Yin Yang couldn't help but sigh, thinking it a pity. Otherwise, he could have wiped out the entire next generation of the Lyu family in one go.

He walked up the stairs to the third floor. He could sense his own liver!

But when he opened the door, he only saw a senile old man.

Looking at the man, Yin Yang suddenly laughed and placed a Brand on his brow as well.

Then, humming a little tune, he went to the oil painting and pressed his right hand against it, injecting spirituality into it.

The colors on the oil painting fluctuated rapidly, turning into a large heart.

Yin Yang smiled and increased the output of his spirituality.

The patterns on the oil painting twisted again, finally transforming into a door.

Yin Yang took a deep breath and stepped inside.

After a brief viscous sensation, he arrived in the hall.

He felt an intense itch in his abdomen. Not far away, a golden casket suddenly burst open, and a streak of golden light flew out. Carrying a sense of endless grievance, it circled around Yin Yang.

“Whew~”

Yin Yang let out a long breath. In the next moment, the golden light flew directly into his lower abdomen.

Light surged, and a scar on his abdomen gradually healed.

He had finally taken back his liver!

The shadow behind him began to boil, but he forcibly suppressed it.

He knew the Headless Ghost was excited, but it couldn't afford to be excited here.

Yin Yang looked at the fake antiques and stuffed everything into the Lantern-carrying ghost's book box, a smile finally spreading across his face.

Indeed, what Yin Yang had the oil painting secretly place inside the antiques was not his liver, but a transcendent item!

That transcendent item was a clue Yin Yang had intentionally left for the Lyu family.

After all, tracking a transcendent item was much easier than tracking an antique.

With all this finished, Yin Yang finally walked out.

‘Fun, so much fun.’

‘Since you’ve eaten so much of my liver, then I’ll send your whole family to me as a sacrifice!’

...