No one is immune to greed.
Even if Xiu Hua has a high status, even if Xiu Hua has amazing wealth, even if she can give away the entire fortune of countless outer disciples as if it were just pocket change, it all depends on whose entire fortune she is receiving now.
The beauty that makes fish sink, geese fall from the sky, and the moon hide its face—each of them is richer than her!
She used to bow and greet any of the four beauties—the one who could make fish sink, geese fall from the sky, and the moon hide its face—when she met them. She would always say, "Greetings, Senior Sister!"
But now, the three 'sisters' who are ostensibly her older sisters, but are actually from an evil sect like the Blackwater Palace who are always thinking about how to sell her out, are kneeling before her, offering up all their treasures, and even showing their groveling eyes.
She reaped a great harvest in spirit, and even more in practical matters. Feeling elated, she suddenly turned her beautiful eyes to the west with greed.
Fang Zong moved even faster.
He's already consumed the fire-attribute treasures; as for the others, does he even care?
not give a damn about.
So at this moment, he headed straight for 130 miles to the west!
In the span of half an hour, flames roared, thunder rumbled, water surged, and evil smoke billowed everywhere.
But that was all. When Xiuhua arrived with her former "older sister" and now "younger sisters," she saw a very familiar scene.
It feels so familiar, just like... just now.
Because the four swordsmen in the Blackwater Palace, apart from the missing Longquan, Hanguang, Yuchang, and Chun Jun, were kneeling in a very neat row, covered in wounds but not daring to treat their injuries, their handsome or dashing faces staring at Fang Zong with infinite fear.
"I admit defeat. From now on, you're above the Four Swordsmen!" Chun Jun said with a bitter face.
Han Guang and Yu Chang exchanged a glance. They looked very similar, with bright eyes that were slightly mischievous, and angular faces. They were twins.
Yu Chang sighed, "Yes, according to the rules of the Blackwater Palace, if you win, you will be the senior brother, and we will pay you the offerings. Don't bully us."
Han Guang followed up with, "Agreed, and then... where the hell did you come from?!"
Inside the Blackwater Palace, the four swordsmen held a higher status than the four sword attendants.
They've always been the ones exploiting other disciples; where have we ever seen such a scene? Even the Four Directions True Disciples, who are even higher up, are not able to suppress them because the one in the middle, Red, is a dark horse and doesn't get along well with the Four Directions True Disciples.
However, the man before them, radiating anger, was the complete opposite of the Blackwater Palace's martial arts style.
Could it be that...
Is he another dark horse following the one in the middle?
"Enough with the nonsense! Hand over the fire-attribute treasures!"
"Hand over all your other possessions to Senior Brother Fang Zong, no, to Senior Sister Xiu Hua to help Senior Brother Fang Zong carry his packages!"
“You two are right…”
Chen Yu and Luo Yan moved quickly, kicking and shoving their three former senior brothers until they were completely robbed, then approached Xiu Hua with smiles on their faces.
Xiuhua took out three fire-attribute treasures from among them and gave them to Fang Zong. Then she poured tea and water for him, just like a dutiful child serving their parents medicine.
A bunch of bootlickers.
Fang Zong smiled slightly, "I like it."
The survival rule in evil sects is that the strong are respected and the fittest survive.
Fang Zong, a person who came from Earth to the wider world, likes this kind of survival rule.
He could become powerful simply by exploiting others, much like when he dealt with ghosts before. He was used to this quick method, and the billions of people on Earth couldn't wait for him to do anything like 'cultivating for 30,000 years'.
Let the Blackwater Palace feel the pain.
How can a mere Blackwater Palace be compared to one's hometown?
He's not a saint!
"I want a fire-attribute treasure, a fire-attribute treasure of sufficient purity!"
After examining his internal organs, Fang Zong realized he was still far from reaching the first rank of the Imperial Dao. He was too lazy to continue the raid and needed to mobilize the disciples of the Blackwater Palace. He couldn't protect the Earth alone; he needed a team.
He wanted all the disciples of the Blackwater Palace to leave the mountain and search for fire-attribute treasures to help him reach the level of Dao Spirit Grand Venerable!
"From now on, there will be no more Four Sword Attendants, Four Famous Swordsmen, or Four Directions of True Teachings!"
Fang Zong's voice boomed, his breath surging from his chest, causing the evil mist filling the Blackwater Palace to tremble three times. "Bring me fire-attribute treasures. Rank them according to their value; the one with the most is the senior brother, the one with the least is the junior brother. Anyone who disagrees, come find me!"
"yes!"
Suddenly, the eyes of many Blackwater Palace disciples lit up.
Among them were many of the lowest-ranking outer disciples who had been bullied by others for a long time.
Blackwater Palace is a sect with a water-attribute nature. Some of its fire-attribute treasures are simply there to balance the internal energy.
Unfortunately, many disciples who were not skilled enough were unable to conceal water-attribute treasures, but conversely, they managed to hide quite a few fire-attribute treasures.
I just want to see... whether Fang Zong can actually take down this heaven!
"Ahem, greetings to Senior Brother Fang Zong."
"I only have this one fire-attribute treasure, but I will buy it from outside at a high price, Junior Brother."
"Junior brother obeys!"
"I will obey my senior brother's command!"
Suddenly, four voices, tinged with helplessness yet also exceptionally respectful, rang out.
At the same time, four beams of red light shot out, carrying high temperature and heat, scorching the void as they shot towards us.
"The quality is good."
Fang Zong ate the four fire-attribute treasures and found that they were all spiritual fruits, with an amazing taste.
The energy contained within made him feel as if he had drunk a fine elixir, and a sense of comfort permeated his entire body.
"Ten days."
Fang Zong lowered his voice and said in a deep, muffled tone.
…………
Within ten days, we will obtain a fire-attribute treasure comparable to this one.
The time was short, but compared to preserving the status of the four branches of the true teachings, it was an absurdly lenient situation.
Dongshui, Xidu, Nanjieshi, and Beihantian floated into the air, bowed to Fang Zong, and then shot off into the distance. They could be said to be wise to seize the moment and preserve their positions. However, their appearance almost confirmed Fang Zong's terrifying status as the first or second ranked disciple of the Blackwater Palace.
"Senior Brother Fang Zong, I have a treasure with the fire attribute!"
"I have one too!"
"We've been hiding outside. We're bringing this back to you. Please protect us!"
"Our future identity and status..."
The disciples became disorderly.
Meanwhile, within the eight-hundred-mile-long evil mist of the Blackwater Palace, seven or eight people chuckled softly. It was just laughter, yet the surrounding area was filled with surging blood light and raging waves that seemed to tear bones apart, as if the place where they were located was an evil moon, a sea of blood, a mountain of bones, and a demonic realm.
Fang Zong suddenly felt a terrifying feeling from the bottom of his heart.
Like a needle piercing the soul!
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