"Dead without a place to be buried?"
Gu Qingfeng did not turn around, still gazing with interest at the painting on the cave dwelling's main hall wall that resembled a monster. He chuckled lightly, "Is it really that exaggerated?"
"Exaggerated? Not in the slightest!" Ouyang Ye said unhappily, "You have no idea how dangerous the situation just was. If Grandaunt hadn't reacted quickly and restored the nearly collapsed formation in time, you wouldn't even know how you died."
"So, I've benefited from you again?"
"What else do you think!"
"Alright, let's say that's the case."
Gu Qingfeng took out his wine gourd and tilted his head back for a direct drink. The previously refined Taixu Cup had been secretly taken by the little turtle, so he could only drink directly from the gourd. He said, "Since you've saved me twice, I'll give you a big gift later."
"A big gift? What big gift?"
Ouyang Ye looked Gu Qingfeng up and down. Seeing he had no valuable Spirit Treasures on him, she rolled her eyes and curled her lip, "You don't even have a Treasure Robe, something essential for a cultivator. What big gift could you possibly give Grandaunt? Don't try to show off for no reason."
Gu Qingfeng laughed heartily and shrugged, "This robe I'm wearing is much more powerful than any Treasure Robe."
"This shabby robe of yours?"
Ouyang Ye had long since used her divine sense to probe it. This robe on him was no Treasure Robe at all, just an ordinary, utterly common piece of ragged cloth.
In truth, how could she know? This robe was something Gu Qingfeng had refined back in the day using the Seven Ultimates of Heaven and Earth, tempered with Nine Nether Flames for eighty-one years. Although it lost all its profound mysteries during the Great Tribulation when judged by the myriad Daos, it was still not something immortals or demons could shake.
Ouyang Ye had initially wanted to teach this reckless fellow a lesson, but seeing Gu Qingfeng without any Spirit Treasures on him, she felt a bit reluctant. After thinking it over, she decided to forget it. Time inside the cave dwelling was precious, and she didn't want to waste it chatting nonsense with this guy. After a casual farewell, she flashed away.
Ouyang Ye knew these cave dwellings were interconnected, and there were quite a few linked ones. She had intended to find the Teleportation Array leading to the next cave dwelling, but after searching high and low, she couldn't find it.
This puzzled Ouyang Ye. Since these cave dwellings were interconnected, each dwelling should necessarily have two Teleportation Arrays. So why did this one only have the incoming array and no outgoing one?
This didn't make sense!
Ouyang Ye, refusing to believe it, searched several more times in a row. She meticulously examined every stone chamber, every corner, and every Formation in this cave dwelling, but still found nothing.
Ouyang Ye felt somewhat discouraged and a bit tired of searching. She figured the people who had broken into the cave dwelling were probably still in other dwellings. She'd wait for them to arrive together and see what they had to say.
But what could she do to pass the time until then?
Hmm?
Ouyang Ye suddenly remembered that fellow from earlier. She released her divine sense to scan and discovered that guy was still in the cave dwelling's main hall.
"Hey, didn't you just say you wanted to thank Grandaunt for saving your life twice?" Ouyang Ye thought since she was idle anyway, she might as well while away the time by teasing this rather handsome-looking fellow. She asked, "Didn't you also say you'd give Grandaunt a big gift? What big gift are you planning to give? Let me make this clear first: ordinary Spirit Treasures won't catch Grandaunt's eye. And if your so-called big gift is still those two Storage Bags you picked up earlier, I advise you to save your breath."
"Oh? Storage Bags aren't good enough for you? Your standards are quite high."
"Of course they are!" Ouyang Ye said rather smugly, "Grandaunt has picked up quite a few Storage Bags along the way. I'm no longer interested in your two."
As she spoke, the little girl waved her hand and tossed out dozens of Storage Bags of various styles, deliberately showing off, "Well? Is Grandaunt impressive or not?"
Having said that, Ouyang Ye eagerly anticipated seeing an expression of shock, envy, jealousy, or admiration on this reckless fellow's face. The little girl even crossed her arms, raised her delicate little face, and closed her eyes directly, waiting for this guy to be utterly awestruck and prostrate himself in worship.
But after waiting a while, there seemed to be no movement. Ouyang Ye opened her eyes a slit to sneak a peek. To her disbelief, forget worship or shock, this guy hadn't even turned around, hadn't even glanced at them. He was still looking at that painting on the wall, and even said offhandedly, "I thought you'd found some real treasures. Turns out it's just a pile of Storage Bags."
"What? What?" Ouyang Ye wondered if she'd misheard. What did he mean, 'just a pile of Storage Bags'? These were Storage Bags! And Storage Bags from experts, which must contain all sorts of precious cultivation resources.
Anyone! Even a Nascent Soul Daozun with years of cultivation would have their eyes light up with greed at so many Storage Bags. But this guy? He actually called them 'just a pile of Storage Bags'?
That indifferent tone, that dismissive attitude, felt to Ouyang Ye as if all the Storage Bags she'd painstakingly found by cracking various Formations were nothing but worthless trash.
Damn it! This hateful guy is going to be the death of me!
Anger surged within Ouyang Ye. If it were before, she would have without hesitation, taken action to harshly teach this fool who didn't know his own mortality a lesson.
But three years of experience had taught her much and matured her greatly. She was no longer the little girl from three years ago who would start a fight at the slightest disagreement. Taking a deep breath, she suppressed the rising anger, irritably collected all the Storage Bags back into her possession, and snorted coldly.
"Young man, you talk big!" Ouyang Ye crossed her arms, putting on a deliberately profound air as she stared at Gu Qingfeng's back, her tone unfriendly, "Since even these experts' Storage Bags are nothing in your eyes, you must have some incredible Spirit Treasures on you, right? Why not take them out and let this young lady have a look? It would be an eye-opener!"
"Spirit Treasures?" Gu Qingfeng shook his head and took a drink of wine, "I really don't have any of those on me."
Hearing this guy readily admit he had nothing on him, Ouyang Ye sneered and rolled her eyes again, mocking, "Oh, so you don't have any on you. If you hadn't said so, I would have thought your Storage Bag was filled with endless rare treasures!"
Clearly, Ouyang Ye was mocking Gu Qingfeng, mocking him for having no real skill yet liking to act tough and boast!
"I don't have any on me, but... there are some inside."
"Inside? What inside?"
Gu Qingfeng pointed at the painting on the main hall wall that resembled a monster, "You like collecting Storage Bags, right? I just took a look; there really are quite a few inside. At least a few hundred, I'd say. I'll let you pick them to your heart's content later."