A thick darkness shrouded the entire city of Cangwucheng.
Shen Manyi changed into a convenient set of night clothes, using the cover of darkness to her advantage.
Her figure wove through the layered corridors of the Shen estate, blending seamlessly into the shadows.
Tangyuan perched on her shoulder, transmitting his voice through Divine Sense that only the two of them could hear.
"I must say, you little girl have quite the nerve.
Your first target is the Zangbaoge? The Restrictions there are the strongest in the entire Shen family."
Shen Manyi's steps did not falter in the slightest, her voice cold.
"What's there to fear? The most dangerous place is the last place they'd expect me to go."
"Besides, tonight my dear father is at that mistress's courtyard, too busy to pay attention to anything else."
At the thought of what the two of them had said that evening, Shen Manyi's gaze turned even colder.
"Even if what you say is true,"
Tangyuan snorted lightly, "don't say this Divine Beast didn't warn you—the Zangbaoge's Restrictions are connected to the Shen family's Earth Vein.
If you force your way through, the entire Shen family will be alerted."
"Who said anything about forcing my way through?"
Shen Manyi silently arrived at a hidden corner of the Zangbaoge.
There was a weak point in the Formation there, one her mother had laid down in life. She was the only one in the entire Shen family who knew of it.
She pressed a drop of Essence Blood from her fingertip onto the blue brick.
The Formation rippled with an invisible wave, and Shen Manyi slipped through the gap in a flash.
"Tangyuan, you said before that as long as my Spiritual Power is sufficient, anything my Divine Sense can touch, I can take?"
"That's right."
Tangyuan yawned lazily, his golden pupils carrying a look of someone ready to watch a good show.
"But right now you're just a little rookie at the Qi Refining Third Layer. Can your Divine Sense even reach three zhang out?
Don't end up not even touching the goods and turning yourself into an idiot instead."
Shen Manyi didn't argue with him.
Instead, she gathered all her mental energy, carefully extending it through the crack in the door, reaching into the interior of the Zangbaoge.
In an instant, a dazzling array of rare treasures all appeared in her mind.
The first floor held ordinary Low-grade Spirit Stones, Spirit Grass, Medicinal Pills, and other miscellaneous items.
"Take!"
The moment the thought arose, everything on the shelves vanished without a trace, not even the slightest ripple of Spiritual Power.
"Mmm… not bad, better than nothing."
Tangyuan smacked his lips, sensing that the Spiritual Qi concentration in the space had noticeably increased by a thread.
But Shen Manyi, using the space for the first time, barely had time to be happy about the vanished items before
she felt a sharp, mild pain in her head—a sign of excessive mental energy consumption.
She didn't stop. Gritting her teeth, she extended her mental energy toward the second floor.
There, Mid-grade Spirit Stones and various Dharma Tools were displayed.
"Tsk tsk, what kind of scrap metal is all this? Is this all the Shen family has to show?"
"The pillow this Divine Beast used to sleep on back in the day had more Spiritual Qi than any of this!"
Tangyuan complained with his mouth, but his movements were anything but slow,
quickly collecting everything Shen Manyi's mental energy touched.
The second floor was soon empty as well.
Sharp pain caused cold sweat to bead on Shen Manyi's forehead, and her breathing grew rapid.
Tangyuan's eyes showed concern. "Little girl, if you can't hold on, don't force it."
"Mental energy depletion is no joke. You've got enough—stop while you can. Your life matters more."
"No, this isn't enough."
Shen Manyi's gaze carried a fierce determination.
"All of this is still far from enough to hurt them where it counts. I want everything."
She held her breath and stuffed a few Medicinal Pills she'd just collected into her mouth.
Then, gathering the last of her mental energy, she pushed with everything she had toward the third floor of the Zangbaoge!
The third floor was small, holding only a handful of items.
But each one radiated astonishing Spiritual Power fluctuations, proving this was the true heart of the treasure vault.
Shen Manyi had no time to check what they were—just take them all.
As her spatial power activated and the third-floor treasures vanished in an instant,
the Zangbaoge's guardian Restriction was finally triggered, letting out a sharp, piercing hum.
"Damn! The Restriction reacted!"
Tangyuan's voice immediately turned tense. "Go! Go now!"
Outside, the guards had already been alerted.
"What was that sound?"
"Not good—it's the Zangbaoge!"
Shen Manyi made a split-second decision and turned to leave.
But a mad thought surged up in her mind.
She looked back, sweeping her mental energy once more across the now-empty Zangbaoge, finally landing on the smooth floor.
Those floor tiles—all of them were Qingling Jade imbued with faint Spiritual Qi!
"Tangyuan! Take the floor tiles too!"
"You're insane!" Tangyuan's voice cracked.
"In an emergency like this, you want to dig three feet down and not leave them a single hair? Is that even something a person does?!"
"These beasts don't deserve to have a single hair!"
Shen Manyi's voice was terrifyingly calm. "They wanted to destroy me, so I'll make them taste what it's like to have absolutely nothing."
"Fine, you're ruthless enough! This Divine Beast likes that vicious streak of yours!"
Tangyuan let out an excited low growl, and with a flash of thought,
the once-splendid Zangbaoge became an empty, bare shell, leaving behind nothing but a pitted stretch of muddy ground.
After completing all of this, Shen Manyi's Divine Sense was completely exhausted.
Her vision went black, and her body swayed.
But she still forced herself to hold on with the last bit of her strength, quickly vanishing into the night.
At the spot where she had just stood, a white letter was left behind.
Almost the moment she left, Shen Hong and a group of family elders arrived in a frantic rush.
When they pushed open the doors of Zangbaoge and saw the completely empty interior, everyone was stunned.
Some even began to wonder if they were seeing an illusion!
"My Spirit Stones! My Dharma Tools! My Thousand-Year Blood Ginseng!"
An elder with white hair pounded his chest, his breath catching in his throat, nearly fainting on the spot.
Shen Hong was so furious that his entire body trembled.
He rushed inside quickly, staring at the bare floor, and with a blackout before his eyes, he spat out a mouthful of old blood directly.
"Who did this?!"
"How are the household guards patrolling? Don't they even know when a thief has come in?!"
At that moment, a guard walked in trembling,
holding a snow-white letter in his hand, his voice shaking as he spoke.
"Patriarch… this was… found outside."
Shen Hong snatched the letter away, his gaze sweeping over the line of delicate yet glaring handwriting.
"Wishing the illegitimate daughter and the old fiend of Hehuanzong a hundred years of harmony."
The extreme sense of humiliation made his blood surge once more.
"Pfft—"
Another mouthful of blood sprayed out, staining the letter red.
Shen Hong clenched the letter tightly, his eyes bloodshot, his expression twisted and terrifying.
"Shen—Manyi—!"
He roared at the sky, the Spiritual Power contained in his voice causing the entire Shen family estate to buzz and rumble, startling countless birds into flight.
That night, the Shen family of Cangwu was destined to have no one able to sleep.