Nine Yang Life and Death Transformation

Having succeeded, Wu Feilong dared not linger and quietly left the Yuan Stone mine. But shortly after he left, a cry of alarm suddenly rang out from within the mine: "Oh no! The Yuan Stones have been stolen!" The entire mine was thrown into chaos.

Several Nascent Soul stage experts moved with lightning speed, instantly sealing off the entire mine. One of them, an elderly man with white hair and an air of otherworldly grace, roared angrily, "What are you all standing around for? Quickly and thoroughly investigate! We absolutely cannot let those spirit stones fall into the wrong hands!"

Another Nascent Soul expert smiled slightly and said confidently, "Don't worry, don't worry. I already secretly made a unique mark on that incomparably precious Yuan Stone before." With that, he reached into his robes and carefully took out a crystal-clear bead. This bead emitted a mysterious light, as if it contained endless mysteries.

The Nascent Soul expert held the bead, chanting incantations as if casting some kind of magical spell. Then, the bead began to tremble slightly, emitting a faint light that pointed in a direction. "This way!" the Nascent Soul expert shouted, and without hesitation, sped off in the direction Wu Feilong had fled.

Meanwhile, Wu Feilong was rushing towards the capital with all his might. He dared not stop for a moment, his mind focused on only one thought—to return to the Wu Ping Prince's Mansion as quickly as possible. Before long, the Nascent Soul experts followed like ghosts. Just as they were about to reach the gates of the Wu Ping Prince's Mansion, Wu Feilong suddenly darted into a nearby alley.

After confirming that no one was around, Wu Feilong took a deep breath, circulated his internal energy, and a strange light immediately emanated from his body. In the blink of an eye, he transformed, his previous disheveled appearance vanishing, replaced by the image of a distinguished and elegant young nobleman. Then, head held high, he strode confidently towards the Wu Ping Prince's residence.

As Wu Feilong reached the gate of the Prince's mansion, the two soldiers at the gate immediately greeted him respectfully in unison, "Greetings, Young Prince!" Just then, the Nascent Soul experts also arrived at the gate of Prince Wu Ping's mansion. They spotted Wu Feilong swaggering around at a glance, and the beads in their hands shone brightly at him.

The group was overjoyed and were about to give chase when the old man who had spoken first raised his hand to stop them: "Don't act rashly! This matter is of utmost importance. We must first report to the King of Qin and await his judgment." With that, the old man stepped into the Prince of Wuping's residence.

Upon entering the mansion, the old man's gaze swept across the room, spotting an empty room not far away. He strode over, gently pushed open the door, and slipped inside. Then, he swiftly pulled out the marked spirit stone from his robes, a resolute glint in his eyes. With a powerful clench of his fist, he crushed the spirit stone. As the stone shattered, a strange energy wave rippled outwards. Seeing this, the old man rapidly formed hand seals and chanted incantations. Moments later, his body gradually transformed, eventually becoming that of an ordinary servant in the Prince's mansion. Then, he nonchalantly walked out of the room and left the Wuping Prince's mansion.

When the King of Qin learned that the stone, worth hundreds of thousands of yuan, had vanished without a trace, he was furious. He trembled with rage, his eyes widened, and veins bulged on his forehead. With a loud bang, he smashed the exquisite jade cup in his hand to the ground, where it instantly shattered into countless fragments that flew everywhere.

"How dare you so blatantly bully me! This is utterly lawless!" King Qin roared, his voice deafening, as if the entire palace trembled.

Seeing this, the old man standing to the side quickly stepped forward and cautiously asked, "Your Highness, how should this matter be handled?"

King Qin took a deep breath, trying to calm his anger. After a moment of contemplation, he said, "King Wuping is not in the capital at the moment, and I did not expect his family members to be so audacious and lawless. However, he will return in a few days, and I will personally pay him a visit to demand an explanation."

At this moment, Qin Liang, the son of the King of Qin, stepped forward, clasped his hands, and said, "Father, it is inconvenient for you to directly intervene in this matter. Why don't you let your son go and test the waters first?" His gaze was firm, and his face showed an eager expression, clearly wanting to take this opportunity to make a good impression and prove his abilities.

So Qin Liang first sent a servant to deliver a visiting card to the Prince of Wuping's residence, and then, accompanied by an attendant, rushed to the residence. Upon their arrival, after announcing their arrival, they were soon welcomed into the reception hall.

Upon meeting, the two inevitably exchanged pleasantries and formalities. However, the conversation took a sudden turn, and Qin Liang smiled slightly, reaching into his robes to pull out a crystal-clear image-recording bead. He handed it to the young prince of the Wuping Prince's Mansion sitting opposite him, saying, "Brother Wu, I never imagined your hobbies were so diverse, that you even collect other people's things."

Upon hearing this, the young prince looked puzzled, thinking to himself, "Why is this guy talking like that?" Filled with suspicion, he took the image-recording bead and activated it with a wisp of spiritual energy. In a flash of light, a figure identical to himself appeared before him. The person in the image was furtively fleeing from the Qin family's mine, then running wildly until disappearing inside the gates of the Wuping Prince's mansion.

Upon seeing this, the young prince's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly protested, "This...this isn't me at all!"

"My family is missing a full 400,000 spirit stones! Tell me, if word gets out, who will people believe? If these spirit stones can be returned as soon as possible, there might still be some room for maneuver. Otherwise, we'll have to let the whole world judge this matter!" The speaker's eyes widened in anger, his face filled with rage.

Hearing the figure of "400,000 spirit stones," even he couldn't help but feel somewhat surprised. His mind raced, trying to figure out who would dare to be so audacious as to impersonate him and commit such a despicable act.

"Brother Qin, please grant me a few more days so I can thoroughly investigate the whole story. How could I possibly do such a despicable and shameful thing?"

"Alright, then I'll give you five more days. Remember, only five days at most. My Qin family is eagerly hoping that every single lost spirit stone can be returned!" Brother Qin said solemnly.

As the saying goes, one can sit peacefully at home while disaster strikes from the sky. This young prince never imagined that someone would so meticulously plot against him. Overwhelmed with rage and unable to vent his anger, he suddenly swung his fist and slammed it hard into the ground. A deafening crash resounded, and the hard ground was instantly blasted into a crater more than a meter deep, sending dust flying.