Sect: Starting with Comprehending Thunder Skill Chapter 1270 - 550: Master of Fiery Fire’s Shock

"Got it!"

He spun around in place twice, his wide sleeves creating a whooshing sound, and suddenly slapped his forehead: "Before they attack, I’ll transfer the business and find someone to take over!"

"Enough!"

Li Yunjing slammed his hand heavily on the counter, causing the teaware to clatter, "You’re thinking of shirking responsibilities at such a critical moment? Has your brain been soaked by ’Jade Dew Brew’?"

"Shenxiao Dao Sect needs more businessmen like you, who are well-informed!"

He grabbed Ma Xingyuan by the collar, lifting the round ball-like body until his feet left the ground, "This time you’re coming back with me to handle resource allocation for the sects!"

"Master Li! You’re going to be the death of me!"

Ma Xingyuan’s round eyes widened, and his chubby cheeks kept trembling: "I have neither cultivation nor qualifications, won’t I be marching to my death?"

"I have ten whole boxes of spirit stones here, they’re all yours!"

He struggled and pointed to the secret compartment behind the counter, "Can I buy a way out?"

"Stop fooling around! I’ve got your back!"

Li Yunjing rolled his eyes, releasing his grip and letting Ma Xingyuan fall back into the grand chair: "Hurry and pack up, take whatever resources you can, organize the shop, and arrange the handover! As soon as we get a response from Saint Sound Fairy, we’ll set out immediately!"

"Don’t mess around any longer!"

As he spoke, a wisp of "Samadhi True Fire" condensed at his fingertip and waved it near Ma Xingyuan’s nose, "Or else I’ll use your fat to make oil, I hear fat burns the best."

"Hear what you’re saying!"

Ma Xingyuan patted his rotund belly and got up shakily, "I, Ma Xingyuan, may not have much, but I do listen, I’ll get right to it!"

Ma Xingyuan waddled into the back hall, and in no time, he brought out several assistants carrying one sandalwood box after another, plastered with runes.

As the lids were lifted, the unique luster of spirit stones flowed out, lighting up the entire shop as bright as day. Among them, the middle-grade spirit stones even emitted a faint golden glow, casting dappled shadows on the floor.

"Master Li, look! Here, thirty boxes are packed with spirit stones! The rest are all spiritual materials, spiritual artifacts, elixirs, talismans!"

Ma Xingyuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, his chubby hand slammed heavily on the rim of a box, making the spirit stones inside clink crisply against each other, "I’ve always had a contingency plan, these resources are ready to be moved at any time!"

Li Yunjing’s gaze swept over the mountain of boxes, nodding slightly. Suddenly, he caught sight of a wooden shelf in the corner covered by a black cloth: "What’s that?"

"N-nothing!"

Ma Xingyuan’s face changed abruptly, like a fat cat whose tail had been stepped on, he rushed over to shield it: "Just some broken magical artifacts..."

"Let me see!"

Before the words finished, Wen Bin quickly stepped forward and pulled off the black cloth, revealing three arrows glowing with eerie purple light, densely carved with twisted runes on the tips.

"Netherworld Soul-Seeking Arrow?!"

Wen Bin’s pupils contracted sharply, "These forbidden evil dao artifacts, where did you get them from?"

Ma Xingyuan gave a dry laugh, forcing a flattering smile on his chubby face: "Just, just last month a mysterious customer... Master Li, please let me explain!"

"Fatty!"

Li Yunjing snorted coldly, the "Samadhi True Fire" transformed into chains, binding the arrows and incinerating them to dust in an instant: "Don’t let me find this kind of thing again."

"Absolutely! Absolutely!"

Fatty wiped the sweat off his face, nodding repeatedly to guarantee.

In a place like the East Sea, where cultures mix, there isn’t much aversion to the Demon Dao. Under his management, "Star Moon Trading House No.5" often traded with demonic cultivators.

As long as money came quickly, Ma Xingyuan would never reject business.

Now being caught red-handed by Li Yunjing nearly scared him to death.

Ma Xingyuan is the General Manager of "Star Moon Trading Company" locally, running many shops indeed, but his primary identity is a disciple of the "Shenxiao Dao Sect"!

If the Law Enforcement Hall’s disciples had caught this violation of Shenxiao Dao Sect’s rules, Ma Xingyuan would definitely face severe punishment, and in serious cases, might even be sent to the Divine Prison for reformation.

At this moment, urgent footsteps suddenly came from outside the shop, a white-robed disciple from the "Holy Sound Sect" hurriedly entered: "Senior Li, the sect hierarch requests your presence! The alliance conference preparations are set, and tomorrow our sect hierarch will personally go to ’Feiyun Island’ to discuss important matters with Feiyun Master!"

"Hurry with the handover, once I’m back, we’ll depart immediately."

Li Yunjing’s expression turned serious, and he turned to look at Ma Xingyuan.

"Rest assured!"

Ma Xingyuan immediately straightened his back, his round stomach quivering with the motion: "When you return, I’ll have everything done!"

"Alright!"

Li Yunjing waved his hand, the "Storage Ring" shone brightly, and boxes of spirit stones, spiritual materials, magical treasures, talismans, vanished into thin air, "I’ll take these resources directly with me!"

Saying that, Li Yunjing, Wen Bin followed the Holy Sound Sect disciple and left.

Watching the silhouette of Master Li departing, Ma Xingyuan waddled towards the accounting room, his large robe billowing like a round sail behind him, still audible was his mumbling: "Now I’ve gone from the richest man in East Sea to an errand boy..."

When Li Yunjing stepped into the "Tianyin Pavilion," the Saint Sound Fairy was playing the jade flute, the ethereal music echoed in the hall, yet it couldn’t conceal the heaviness between her brows.

Seeing Li Yunjing arrive, she paused the music, her gaze sweeping over his "Storage Ring," and asked nonchalantly: "Fellow Daoist Li, is the resource gathering going smoothly?"

"Thank you, Sect Hierarch, for your concern. We’ve almost completed the transport."

Li Yunjing clasped his hands, smiling: "In a moment, after discussing matters with the Sect Hierarch, I’ll return to the Southern Heaven Continent."

He subtly mentioned taking his leave with others, the Saint Sound Fairy’s jade flute struck heavily on the table, echoing through the room.