"Fellow Daoist, please spare my life."

Even though some of them were at a higher level than Lan Caihe, they had no room to resist the crushing power of the Heaven and Earth Divine Fire.

When Lan Caihe heard everyone begging for mercy, he immediately turned his hand seals, and the wood fire on the eight people immediately flew to their heads and hovered. At this time, the eight people had been burned and cracked all over their bodies, just like burnt firewood, revealing fierce cracks.

But as the wood fire on their bodies hung above their heads, the eight people suddenly felt their bodies relax, but they did not care about the severe pain in their bodies, and knelt on the ground begging for mercy.

Lan Caihe said, "The Wood Fire is hanging over your heads now. If you dare to make any rash moves, it will immediately penetrate your brains."

"We understand, we understand!" the eight men grimaced in pain and said, "We would never dare to disobey your orders."

At this moment, Fang Jian pulled out the Ruyi Sword stuck in the ground, walked forward, and said to the female cultivator, "Hand over the storage bag."

Without saying a word, the female cultivator immediately took out a storage bag from her Sumeru magic weapon and handed it to Fang Jian with her trembling hands that were burned.

Fang Jian took the storage bag and threw it to the Black Python Immortal. The Black Python Immortal quickly caught the storage bag and checked it. He found that all the things were in it, even the number of robbery jades was there.

This is also the survival rule of this group of robbers. After snatching a storage bag, they will not divide it up immediately, nor will they open it to check what is inside. Instead, they will put it aside for a while to see if the owner of the storage bag has any powerful background.

If you have a big background, you can just return it to the other party intactly when the time comes.

The Black Python Immortal was overjoyed to see his storage bag returned. He immediately said to Fang Jian and Lan Caihe, "It's intact."

Lan Caihe was about to take back the Wood Fire when he heard this, but Fang Jian said, "Wait a minute."

Lan Caihe and the Black Python Immortal turned their gazes towards Fang Jian, and the eight other female cultivators also quickly looked towards Fang Jian.

Fang Jian, holding the Ruyi Sword, said to the eight female monks, "Hand over your Xumi magic weapons and storage bags."

The eight people's expressions suddenly changed when they heard this. The female cultivator quickly asked Fang Jian, "Fellow Daoist, what do you want our Xumi magic weapon and storage bag for?"

Fang Jian said: "Of course I am teaching you a lesson. You have all been so naughty and have copied others to rob people. If I don't teach you a lesson, you will think there is no law in the Three Realms."

When the eight people heard this, their faces instantly turned bitter, but under the threat of the Ruyi Sword in Fang Jian's hand, the female cultivators took the lead and handed over their Xumi magic weapons.

The female cultivator held her Sumeru bag in both hands, looked up at Fang Jian with her charred face, and said pitifully: "Leave some for me..."

"Oh my, who do you take me for?" Fang Jian took the Sumeru bag from the female cultivator and laughed helplessly. Then he said seriously, "Confiscate them all!"

"Ah!" The female cultivator's face changed drastically, and then she quickly hugged Fang Jian's thigh and begged, "Daoyou, please be kind and leave some for me. I have an 800,000-year-old mother above me, and I have..."

"Wait, wait, wait..." Fang Jian stopped the female cultivator from crying miserably. "Hey, you're at the Xuanxian realm after all. Can't you have some backbone? These are all ill-gotten gains. You'll suffer retribution sooner or later if you keep them. I confiscated them for your own good, okay? Really, as a wandering immortal, you have to rely on your own efforts to obtain cultivation resources. Robbery is bad and illegal. Don't you feel ashamed of spending the robbery jade? I'm ashamed for you!"

After saying that, Fang Jian kicked the female cultivator away and hung her Sumeru bag on his belt.

The second, third, fourth... the eighth... Soon Fang Jian's waist was full of eight Sumeru bags. Except for the clothes on their bodies, the other eight robbers were basically left poor in an instant.

The eight robbers lay on the ground, wailing like children abandoned by their mothers. At this time, one of the Xuanxian realm cultivators looked at Lan Caihe and said, "Just kill us. We have no future anyway."

Lan Caihe sighed and said with pity, "I can't bear to kill you anymore."

After saying that, Lan Caihe turned his head and looked at Fang Jian and said, "You are no worse than them. Each one is more evil than the other."

Fang Jian patted the eight Sumeru bags on his waist and said, "So, you don't approve of me doing this?"

Upon hearing this, Lan Caihe immediately displayed his unique skill of changing his expression. He smiled and said, "Of course I agree. I have to give me half of these Sumeru bags. Without my divine fire, you wouldn't be able to control them so easily!"

Fang Jian said, "Okay, I'll give you four Sumeru bags." After saying that, Fang Jian took out the four Sumeru bags and threw them to Lan Caihe. Lan Caihe immediately caught them and smiled happily.

Seeing Fang Jian and the other two completing the 'dividing of the loot' in front of them, the eight robbers cried even more miserably.

At this time, the Black Python Immortal came up and said, "Give me one too!"

Fang Jian looked at the Black Python Immortal in astonishment and said, "Didn't you already have your storage bag back? What's the point of sharing it?"

The Black Python Immortal pointed at the Sumeru bag on Fang Jian's waist and said, "Here, if I hadn't been robbed by them, would you have been able to get these Sumeru bags? So I also have a contribution!"

"That's hilarious." Lan Caihe asked, "Who was the one who just ran back here desperately begging for help, squatting there crying?"

The Black Python Immortal said, "Don't talk nonsense! I did squat, but I didn't cry!"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Fang Jian quickly said: "Forget it, forget it, Black Python Immortal, you have also made contributions, so I will give you a share..."

The Black Python Immortal's eyes suddenly lit up, but then he heard Fang Jian say, "Then I'll give you a hundred robbery jades."

After saying that, Fang Jian took out a hundred robbery jades and stuffed them into the Black Python Immortal's hand. The Black Python Immortal's face darkened, "What? Just a hundred robbery jades?"

Fang Jian said, "Why do you think it's too much? Then give it back to me."

"...Forget it, forget it, one hundred robbery jades are one hundred robbery jades." The Black Python Immortal rolled his eyes and accepted this fact, but he still looked at the four Sumeru bags on Fang Jian's waist with great envy.

At this time, Lan Caihe summoned the Peony Cloud, and Fang Jian and the Black Python Immortal jumped onto it. Lan Caihe raised his hand and retracted the Wood Fire from the eight people's heads. Then he said, "Where there is a cause, there must be an effect. Where there is water, there is fire. Those who kill will be killed, and those who rob will be robbed. This is an eternal truth."

After saying that, Lan Caihe urged the peony cloud to carry Fang Jian and the python fairy back to Yishuixianfang.

After Lan Caihe and the other two left, there was another burst of wailing and howling in the woods below.