“Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, this humble Taoist has a way to make a fortune in one lifetime, which can not only win a good reputation, but also earn enough money to support a wife. I just don’t know if the four of you have the courage to do so.”

The four exchanged glances before the leader spoke up, saying, "How do I know if you're lying?"

Xiang Wan chuckled: "Even if it's a lie, what can you do about it? You've got guts to escape from me!"

The four men looked grim. They had said the words "you're capable" countless times, but never before had they felt so humiliated. Xiang Wan's bringing up the old matter felt like an insult.

"Smelly……"

Xiang Wan glared at him, and the boss immediately changed his tune.

"Master, we would like to hear more details."

"Call me Sect Leader, and I will teach you everything, and I guarantee that you will be admired by everyone in the future, and people will automatically give you money when you walk on the street."

"No, we're a separate gang, we'll never change our allegiance!"

"The Three Pure Ones Sect is under my control. Do you submit?"

As evening approached, she raised her foot, seemingly ready to stomp down at the slightest provocation.

No one will bother to get involved in dealing with scoundrels.

Helping the scoundrels will only bring trouble. Helping Xiang Wan is risky for ordinary people who fear retaliation, and troublesome for powerful sects.

Therefore, Tu Hongye truly helped Xiang Wan, like a pillow delivered just when she was sleepy. If this matter succeeds, she and her apprentice won't have to worry about money in the capital.

Before Xiang Wan's smile could fade, the four, their limbs numb, had no choice but to bow their heads and admit defeat. Circumstances dictated their fate; survival came first. What good were principles?

Thus, the first batch of followers of the Sanqing Sect were born. When Tu Hongye realized what Xiang Wan had done, the way he looked at those four people was practically like they were his enemies!