The moment Lu Ming finished speaking, a flash of killing intent flickered in the burly man's eyes.
Remembering that fighting was forbidden inside the city, the burly man suppressed his murderous urge and growled menacingly, “Kid, I advise you to mind your own business.”
“Don't be like that, Big Brother!”
As Lu Ming spoke, he handed over a storage bag.
“Are you looking for death—”
The burly man stared at the storage bag, utterly bewildered.
He had no idea what this Golden Core stage cultivator who had suddenly popped out of nowhere was trying to do.
Still, he accepted the storage bag.
Sweeping it with his divine sense, the burly man's eyes widened. Inside, there were not only a massive amount of spirit stones, but also plenty of weapons and pills.
“Haha... Fellow Daoist, what is the meaning of this?”
A stiff smile squeezed onto the burly man's fierce face.
He was actually quite out of practice. Damn it, to maintain his fearsome image, he hadn't smiled warmly in ages, so it felt a bit unnatural.
However, for the sake of the spirit stones, he could manage a smile.
“Big Brother, it's like this. I was just passing by and happened to overhear that you guys are planning to wipe out a sect. I'm thinking of tagging along to watch...”
At this point, Lu Ming looked a bit sheepish.
“In all my life, I've never seen a sect get wiped out. I wanted to follow you guys to broaden my horizons...”
Hearing this, the burly man's mouth twitched. Where did this idiot rich second-generation kid come from? Why did he like watching stuff like this?
Or was there some kind of conspiracy?
The burly man didn't agree immediately. Instead, he warily sized up Lu Ming, then looked at Huang Tianbao behind him.
Neither of them looked very bright!
“Just the two of you?”
“No, there are over thirty of us. I recently founded a sect and wanted to bring them along to gain some experience...”
The burly man's lips twitched. It probably wasn't a trap. Who would bring so many people to a trap?
Damn, it looked like they had just found their next target...
Once they wiped out the Qingshan Sect, they could turn around and wipe this new sect out right after...
But to be safe, the burly man still asked, “What is the highest cultivation level among you guys?”
“Me, I'm at the early Golden Core stage. The rest are all at the Foundation Establishment stage...”
“Yes, yes, exactly...”
Huang Tianbao nodded repeatedly in agreement.
The burly man heard this and smirked. An early Golden Core stage? He himself was at the peak Golden Core stage; he could completely crush them!
With that in mind, the burly man squeezed out another smile.
“Sure! I'm someone who loves helping others. Since you want to broaden your horizons, Fellow Daoist, just follow us...”
“Thank you... Thank you so much...”
Hearing the burly man agree, Lu Ming thanked him profusely.
The burly man had initially thought of swindling more spirit stones from Lu Ming, but on second thought, he decided against it...
They would all belong to him sooner or later anyway.
...
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Concealing their true cultivation, Lu Ming and the others stood on the burly man's spirit boat as they flew toward the Qingshan Sect.
The burly man's group belonged to a bandit faction called the Black Bear Gang.
They specialized in looting and pillaging.
Robbing lone cultivators, wiping out weak, defenseless sects...
They only targeted the weak while avoiding the strong.
This time, they had set their sights on the Qingshan Sect.
Although the sect looked dirt-poor, even the smallest mosquito had meat...
Seeing the excited expressions on the faces of Lu Ming and his group, the burly man and his subordinates couldn't help but grin.
They loved naive, wealthy fat sheep like this.
An early Golden Core stage leading a few Foundation Establishment stages and a bunch of Qi Refining disciples.
Such fat sheep were perfectly to their liking.
They could easily devour them without any risk.
At this moment, the burly man's eyes flickered.
“Fellow Daoist, where is your sect located?”
The reason he hadn't dealt with Lu Ming's group yet was because he hadn't found out where their sect's base was!
Lu Ming grinned.
“Once you successfully wipe out the sect, Big Brother, how about I take you to our sect for a victory feast?”
“Great... Wonderful! You really are a true brother!”
The burly man's eyes lit up. He was having some incredible luck today. To think he'd hook such a fat sheep just by going out for a meal.
He had already decided that once they wiped out the Qingshan Sect, he would follow Lu Ming's group back to their sect.
Then, after slaughtering them all, they could use the new sect's base to rest and recuperate...
Just as he was planning this, a Foundation Establishment lackey suddenly shouted, “Boss, we've arrived at the Qingshan Sect.”
Hearing this, Lu Ming, Big Yellow, and the others looked up.
Sure enough, on a desolate hill where even birds wouldn't deign to defecate, there stood a few shabby buildings.
The layout looked somewhat familiar.
Their eyes scanned the area anxiously until they spotted a large blue stone standing before the mountain gate.
The three characters for “Qingshan Sect” were so faded they were barely visible unless one looked very closely.
The three of them exchanged glances and let out a collective sigh of relief. They had finally found the sect.
It hadn't been easy!
...
The breeze was gentle, and the sun shone brightly.
The Grand Elder walked out into the courtyard. Just as he was about to lie down, a bad premonition suddenly washed over him.
He pinched his fingers to perform a divination. A bandit faction was coming to wipe out the sect today.
“Just a few flies...”
The Grand Elder muttered to himself, then raised his voice and called out, “Elder Han!”
Whoosh!
“What is it?”
The moment the Grand Elder's voice fell, Hanyan appeared before him.
“Ah... a few flies are coming today. Go deal with them.”
Hanyan looked up at the Grand Elder.
“Why don't you go?”
“I am the Grand Elder of the sect. How can I be expected to personally handle every little thing?”
Hanyan originally wanted to retort that he was the Third Elder.
But remembering that he would have to speak more, he decided against it.
Based on past experience, no matter how much they argued, he would end up doing it anyway.
After all, he had never lost too badly when it came to verbal sparring.
Thus, Hanyan turned and walked to the main gate of the sect, his cold gaze scanning the horizon.
He had already decided that he wouldn't even give those flies a chance to open their mouths.
After some time, Hanyan suddenly looked up at the spirit boat flying toward them at high speed. They were here!
A cold light flashed in Hanyan's eyes. Just as he was about to strike, his eyes suddenly went wide.
Why did it look like he was seeing familiar faces?
Refusing to believe his eyes, he took another look. It really was the three free-range disciples of their sect.
They were grinning from ear to ear, staring foolishly at the large blue stone of the sect!
Didn't the Grand Elder say they would never find this place?
Hanyan wondered if his eyes were playing tricks on him, so he swept them with his divine sense.
It was indeed their three disciples!
Hanyan's entire body shuddered, and the sword in his hand almost slipped to the ground.
Slam!
Hanyan with a flash of his figure, rushed back inside and slammed the gates shut.
“Dealt with them already?” the Grand Elder asked, still resting on his lounge chair.
“Didn't you say the three disciples would never find this place? They've found us...”
“What?!”
Hearing Hanyan's words, the Grand Elder bounced right off his lounge chair.
“The disciples of the sect have found us! What kind of divination did you even do?!” Hanyan shouted, looking at the Grand Elder with deep suspicion.
The Grand Elder quickly pinched his fingers to divine again. His mouth twitched, and he was equally speechless.
“I divined that they wouldn't be able to find this place, but I didn't divine that someone would lead them here...”
Hearing this, Hanyan was utterly speechless.
“Next time you divine, could you maybe broaden your parameters a bit...”
The Grand Elder stroked his beard and sighed helplessly.
“The Great Dao has fifty paths, of which Heaven derives forty-nine, leaving one path incomplete. That tiny discrepancy isn't a lack of skill on my part, but rather the natural blank space of destiny that cannot be fully calculated...”
“Then what do we do now? Is it too late for us to run?” At this moment, Huo Furong also appeared beside them and asked.
Evidently, she had also heard the commotion.
The Grand Elder shook his head. “Let's wait and see...”
...
The moment the burly man saw Hanyan slam the gates shut, he couldn't help but laugh arrogantly.
“Haha... Little Brother, how about that? Isn't my Black Bear Gang amazing? Just by showing up, we've already scared them into hiding...”
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