Master Zhizhang was annoyed by Mario’s question. He didn’t want to answer this damned foreigner’s question, but Jin Peng was also staring at him, so Master Zhizhang had no choice but to explain.
"The Five Ghosts Moving Technique, or that kind of wall-piercing spell, consumes a tremendous amount of spiritual power!
I believe, to my knowledge, even the most top-tier cultivators in China do not possess enough spiritual power to continuously cast the Five Ghosts Moving Technique."
"Then, Master, do you know who did this, or who is capable of doing it?" Jin Peng asked urgently, wanting to catch the culprit and tear him to shreds.
"Amitabha, this humble monk truly does not know!"
As he said this, Master Zhizhang glanced at Mario.
Jin Peng was not a fool and immediately saw through the monk's intentions.
So he asked Mario and his subordinates to continue investigating here. He knew that staying there would be useless, so he took Master Zhizhang to his residence.
"Master, please tell me, who exactly did this!"
"This humble monk does not know!"
The monk was now acting aloof and unconcerned, making Jin Peng’s teeth itch. If the monk truly didn't know, he wouldn't have put on that expression earlier.
"Master, please tell me. If you tell me who the culprit is, or provide valuable clues, I, Jin, will certainly not mistreat you.
We Jin family never slight those with ability!
Although our family vault was stolen, our Jin family is like a lean camel that is still bigger than a horse. I can afford some expenses."
As Jin Peng spoke, he took off a gleaming gold watch from his wrist and pushed it towards the eminent monk.
"Master, this watch is a Patek Philippe Grandmaster Chime. There are only a few pieces of this watch in the world. I bought it at an auction abroad for 2.6 million US dollars!
This is a small token of my appreciation, please accept it. Please rest assured, if your clues are valuable, you will be greatly rewarded, far more than this watch!"
"Amitabha, speaking of this matter, this humble monk shouldn't have gossiped. But seeing your sincerity and devotion to Buddhism, this humble monk gratefully accepts."
As the monk spoke, he nimbly reached out, and in an instant, the watch on the table vanished.
Jin Peng was furious with the monk at this moment. He had spent a fortune to invite this monk specifically to deal with potential cultivators and the Five Ghosts Moving Technique.
When Master Zhizhang arrived, he boasted about himself endlessly, claiming to be omnipotent, almost saying he was a reincarnation of an Arhat and about to become a Great Golden Immortal.
But in the end, when something actually happened, the monk's arrangements were useless. Now, when asked about the culprit, he was playing hard to get, preparing to extort him.
Jin Peng outwardly remained calm, appearing eager to learn, but in reality, Jin Peng had already harbored murderous intent. He had decided to kill the monk after extracting the information he wanted, and reclaim what he had paid, with interest!
"Young Master Jin Peng, to be frank, you are in big trouble this time!"
"What do you mean!"
"You have been targeted. Clearly, they see you as a fat sheep. As soon as your Jin family accumulates a certain amount of wealth, they will come to harvest.
The other party is a cultivator and can master many powerful techniques, such as invisibility, the Five Ghosts Moving Technique, and the like.
And in the martial world, with such a strange situation, and being skilled in cultivation techniques, there should only be one possibility: people from the unorthodox path!
Perhaps ordinary people don't know how powerful they are, but I believe, Young Master Jin Peng, you must have heard of their reputation!"
Jin Peng fell into a daze, as if struck by a petrifying spell. He was not unfamiliar with the people of the unorthodox path.
When Gu Wang was hiding in Jiangshan City, Jin Peng treated him as an honored guest. Gu Wang often bragged to Jin Peng about the unorthodox path, so he knew very well how powerful and ruthless they were.
Gu Wang had even used powerful cultivation methods as bait, trying to recruit the Jin family into the unorthodox path.
However, Jin Tianxiang was very clear-headed. He knew that doing so would be like seeking skin from a tiger and would only drag the Jin family into an abyss. Therefore, the Jin father and son refused.
Now that Jin Peng heard that the unorthodox path might be responsible for this incident, he was not surprised at all, because it was perfectly normal for those from the unorthodox path to do such things.
"Then do you know who among the unorthodox path is most likely to have done this?"
"Amitabha, Young Master Jin Peng, you are making things difficult for me. You should know the way these people from the unorthodox path operate; they are like dragons that show their heads but not their tails.
Perhaps even they themselves don't know who is in the group of the unorthodox path.
I heard there is a person among the unorthodox path named Ghost Bandit, who specializes in the Five Ghosts Moving Technique and has committed many shocking crimes. I'm not sure if he did this, because this person has disappeared for many years.
Some people even say that this person fell into a trap during a theft and died…
This is all this humble monk knows…"
"Good, thank you, Master. Please go back and rest. I will reward you again after I have dealt with this matter tomorrow."
"Haha, you are too kind, too kind, Young Master Jin Peng, you are too polite…"
Master Zhizhang stood up and prepared to leave. Just then, he felt a sharp pain in his back. The next moment, he saw a sharp short sword pierce out from his chest.
Immediately after, the sword was pulled out, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the wounds on his chest and back.
Following the momentum of the sword being drawn, Master Zhizhang turned around with difficulty and saw Jin Peng, with a ferocious expression, behind him.
"You… you actually killed me…"
"Haha, bald donkey, I've tolerated you for a long time. You took so much money and didn't accomplish anything, yet you dare to extort me. Who gave you the courage!
Who do you think I, Jin Peng, am, to let you bully me like this? If you take my things, you must return them tenfold. If you eat my things, you must spit them out tenfold!
I don't think you have anything valuable, so you'll pay with your life!"
Jin Peng finished speaking, swung his sword, and slit his throat. The body fell heavily to the ground. Jin Peng stepped forward, searched him, retrieved the Patek Philippe gold watch, and put it back on his wrist!