“Master, if you continue to rob, no, borrow treasures, you will be ganged up on and beaten by the Blackwater Palace disciples.”
Seeing Fang Zong's expression, Xiu Hua felt a chill run down her spine.
"A gang up on?"
Fang Zong asked with great surprise, "How many people?"
"There are over two hundred disciples who enforce the law, and true disciples... Master,"
Xiuhua looked around and, finding no one daring to look in their direction, quickly called out to Fang Zong, advising, "Although the outer and inner disciples are weak, their numbers exceed eight hundred. To become an enforcement disciple, one must at least be at the lower level of the Imperial Dao. Therefore, the two hundred enforcement disciples are all at the lower to upper level of the Imperial Dao. Even more terrifying are the true disciples. Although the Four Sword Attendants are no match for you, Longquan, one of the four swordsmen, is at the first rank of the Imperial Dao, as are the other three. Then there are the Four True Disciples, who are also at the first rank of the Imperial Dao. The one-pointed red in the middle is even higher than the Four True Disciples; she is at the peak of the Imperial Dao!"
"Where is the red dot in the middle?" Fang Zong asked.
"A thatched hut eighty miles to the west."
"Where are the four swordsmen?"
“A magnificent compound 130 miles to the west.”
"They're all in the west, so... what about the other four swordsmen besides you?"
"The attic on the east side is where we live..."
Before Xiuhua could finish speaking, Fang Zong turned his head and saw that the pavilion was exquisite. On the corridor extending outwards, three masked women were coldly scrutinizing him.
He did indeed raise his sword and slashed at the target:
"Robbery!"
Half an hour later, the entire attic collapsed, wasting the craftsmen's hard work.
Under the silent, helpless, and slightly excited gaze of Xiuhua, Chenyu, Luoyan, and Biyue, who were in front of her, all removed their veils and knelt in a very neat row.
"Brother, can't we rob something else? This is all my savings!" Biyue said with a face full of sorrow.
"I've never backed down when I've been robbing and plundering outside. You think you're so tough? You can have all my wealth... Wait! That was the first treasure I ever stole when I first started out!"
Luo Yan jumped up to grab it, but was kicked in the face and became obedient.
"Hey bro, wanna team up? We'll split the loot 80/20. You get 80%, I get 20%..."
As expected of the top-ranked among the Four Swordsmen, seeing Fang Zong's strength made him start thinking about other things.
Fang Zong didn't bother with them at all. After the robbery, he found that the Four Swordsmen were indeed the Four Swordsmen. The fire-attribute treasures used to balance the energy in their bodies were worth as much as twenty!
Compared to them, the spirit fruit of the shy flower...
Xiuhua didn't care about Fang Zong's look of disdain for a poor person. She happily put away the spirit stones and other treasures, inwardly exclaiming:
"I'm rich!"
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