Eternal Thief

Within an hour, the news of the mass heists spread like wildfire through the Northern Guardian Sect City. The once lively night market turned into a sea of chaos as crowds gathered around the shops and treasuries where the thefts had occurred.

People from all walks of life-disciples, shop owners, wandering cultivators, and city guards -flocked to the scenes, eager to witness the aftermath of the most audacious theft in the city's history.

Outside the High Pill Shop, a crowd had formed, buzzing with shock and disbelief as rumors circulated about the theft.

Whispers of the Sky Stealer's name passed from one person to another, like a ghost story, come to life. The guards of the Norberg Clan, responsible for the city's safety, stood at the forefront, their faces pale with anxiety as they surveyed the site.

Yet, to everyone's shock, except for the opened treasuries, everything was fine. There was no breach in formations, and they were still working fine.

Upon closer inspection, they found that even the treasuries seemed to be open with their respective keys.

As for the key bearer, they were even more shocked because they found that the treasury keys were gone from their rings, which made this even more complicated.

They were being detained under the scrutiny of the thief's helpers and associates, no matter how they resisted.

This event was simply too big, and any suspect was being captured even with the slightest suspicion.

"Did you hear? They took everything from the High Pill Shop! And the Valley Treasure Pavilion, too!"

"Even the High Mountain Grand Sect's store got hit? How's that possible?! They're one of the most powerful sects here!"

"I've heard the thief left its unique mark and his name, Sky Stealer! The most shocking thing is how did the Sky Stealer manage to slip past the Norberg Clan's defenses so easily?"

The city guards, dressed in their blue and silver uniforms, exchanged nervous glances. They were the Norberg Clan's eyes and hands in the city, and now, as accusations and blame mounted, they could feel the weight of their failure pressing down on them.

One of the guards, a young man with sweat dripping down his brow, muttered to his captain, "This is bad… we're going to be held responsible."

The captain, a stern-looking middle-aged man with a scar running down his cheek, clenched his fists.

"Damn it… How could this have happened under our watch? The Norberg Clan will not be pleased. We need to capture everyone on the scene! This is no small matter anymore.

Even those quasi-second-grade sect has to cooperate!"

It wasn't long before the victims themselves arrived on the scene, their faces twisted in rage. The elders and managers of the sects that had been robbed were fuming, their eyes bloodshot as they barked orders at their disciples and demanded answers from the guards.

One of the victims, the Pavilion Lord of the Valley Treasure Pavilion, also an inner sect elder of the ranked first sect in the first-grade sect ranking of the Spirit Inferno Domain, Myriad Mist Valley Grand Sect, stormed forward, his aura bursting forth as he pointed an accusatory finger at the nearest guard.

"Is this how the Norberg Clan manages the city's security?! We entrusted our wealth and reputation to this place, which is the result?" His voice boomed, causing those around him to flinch.

"Our entire treasury was emptied, and your guards did nothing!"

Another elder from the High Mountain Grand Sect, a bald man with veins bulging from his forehead, shouted, "You dare call yourselves guardians of the city and demand security fees and taxes? Where were you when our inventory was plundered? This is an outrage!"

As more and more angry mob roared, the crowd's murmur grew louder, the air thickening with rising anger and hostility.

The victims, furious and seething with resentment, started cursing at the Norberg clan's guards, demanding compensation for their losses.

Their eyes burned with hatred, and the sheer intensity of their combined killing intent surged, turning the atmosphere heavy and suffocating.

"You incompetent fools!" Screamed another elder, his voice hoarse.

"We lost wealth that took generations to accumulate! Are you going to compensate us for that? Or will you just hide behind your clan's name?!"

Another voice roared, "I'll have your heads if this isn't resolved! We want the Norberg Clan to take responsibility and pay for what we've lost!"

The city guards stood frozen with ugly expressions on their faces, some shaking under the mounting pressure. They were outnumbered, and the killing intent emanating from the powerful elders and sect members was overwhelming. ṙÂＮô₿Ěʂ

The captain struggled to keep his composure as he faced the mob.

"Please, everyone, calm down! We are investigating-"

"Investigating?" scoffed the High Pill Shop's manager, his eyes blazing with fury.

"What good is investigating when we've already been robbed blind? We demand immediate action!" The crowd surged forward, their tempers boiling over as they demanded justice. The killing intent became so intense that even the bystanders felt its oppressive force.

Some disciples clutched their chests, struggling to breathe, while others backed away, not wanting to be caught in the crossfire.

A member from the Norberg Clan's guard force, his face paled, whispered to his fellow guards, "We need reinforcements.

This is getting out of control."

The captain gritted his teeth.

"Hold your ground! We cannot show weakness now. The high- ups are on their way.

"

As the angry mob continued to press forward, their voices growing louder and more demanding, the guards knew that if the Norberg Clan didn't respond soon, the situation could spiral into a full-blown riot. The victims had lost so much wealth that reason no longer had a place in their minds-only revenge and retribution mattered.

Tonight, the name of Sky Stealer was on everyone's lips, and the Northern Guardian Sect City trembled under the weight of its failure to protect its most powerful and prestigious!

While the city market was on the verge of becoming a raging battle filed at the location of the Prime Heavenly Bank Branch, the news of the theft had also reached this place.

The bank branch never closed, and people always used its services.

Right now, people were quickly making their way towards the robbery scene, and this place had become somewhat deserted. Even the bank had sent an employee to observe the situation.

However, no one had expected a silhouette enshrouded in invisible dark mist to sneak into the bank's empty interior like a ghost. Those bank members who were busy discussing the thefts didn't notice anything at all as this invisible silhouette quickly made its way toward the

second level!

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