Chapter 283

Chapter 283: Guests Filling the Door

At this moment, Fang Lie realized that he might have gone a bit too far, feeling a bit embarrassed inside. However, he had a thick skin and didn’t care. He laughed heartily and said, "I am just a humble Qi Sea cultivator, a poor outer disciple, not comparable to all of you Immortals!"

Hearing this, the Immortals rolled their eyes in unison, inwardly cursing Fang Lie for lying through his teeth. It was true he was a Qi Sea cultivator, but his array of divine skills and treasures could easily defeat the Wind Tribulation Immortal. As for being poor, that was pure nonsense. Though they didn’t know the exact worth of Fang Lie, they were certain it exceeded that of many Fire Tribulation Immortals from major sects.

In fact, some of the poorer Thunder Tribulation Immortals might not be as wealthy as Fang Lie. Just the value of the Fire Spirit Peak, an Eighth-rank Treasure, was enough to make countless people envy him.

Perhaps this item had suffered severe damage now, but no one could deny its potential. The Mother Gu and Gu King were still alive, and the foundation had not been destroyed. As long as it was restored, it would one day become a super treasure capable of defeating even the Thunder Tribulation Immortal.

Moreover, with the massive gains from capturing the Chongming Ancient Temple, any cultivator would be envious. As the leader, Fang Lie was sure to take a large share; with such wealth, how could he possibly be poor? Who else could even be considered wealthy?

Seeing everyone’s disdainful gazes, Fang Lie scratched his head and quickly changed the subject, saying, "Alright then! Let’s leave these spiritual mansions as they are and quickly check this last treasure vault."

With that, Fang Lie led everyone to the so-called warehouse.

Using special privileges, he opened the vault door, and everyone was immediately dazzled by the shining treasures inside.

This place was specially set up for the Wind Tribulation Immortal, and within it lay the treasures amassed from hundreds of years of looting and extortion—plentiful in quantity and high in quality.

Covering several acres, the warehouse was filled with rows of towering wooden shelves, stacked with Sumeru Bags, various treasures, and precious materials above the Fifth Rank.

Fang Lie reached for a Sumeru Bag from the shelf. Upon opening it, he discovered a mountain of spirit stones—all of the top-grade quality. There were at least ten million of them, and all of them belonged to the water element.

Fang Lie was slightly shocked and handed it to Mr. Suan Mei beside him. He then picked up another nearby bag to inspect it, which turned out to be another of the same kind, still water element, and still a mountain.

Soon, Fang Lie checked several more and found that they all contained spirit stones of a similar size, all top-grade, and from different elements—gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. All together, there were more than a hundred Sumeru Bags.

Mr. Suan Mei couldn’t help but exclaim, "No need to ask! Each Sumeru Bag contains ten million top-grade spirit stones. There are a total of one hundred thirty bags. How much is that? I can’t even calculate it!"

"That’s easy. Ten thousand top-grade spirit stones equal one small spirit pearl. So ten million is equal to one thousand small spirit pearls, and with one hundred thirty bags, that’s one hundred thirty thousand small spirit pearls," Fang Lie said and then took a sharp breath, unable to help but exclaim, "These scoundrels are way too rich!"

"Don’t forget, the Four Seas Alliance has to pay them ten thousand small spirit pearls every year. Many smaller powers that can’t afford small spirit pearls must substitute them with top-grade spirit stones. Over hundreds of years, this is definitely an astronomical figure. It’s no wonder they have so many top-grade spirit stones!" Mr. Suan Mei said.

"All of this is ill-gotten wealth!" Fang Lie declared with righteous indignation. "Take all of it!"

After saying this, he immediately collected all the fire element spirit stones, tossing the rest to everyone.

The Immortals knew that Fang Lie was joking and happily laughed as they shared the spoils. After dividing the spirit stones, they began checking the other Sumeru Bags. Some contained middle-grade spirit stones, others had small spirit pearls, and some were filled with mountains of Fourth Rank wood—enough to build several large treasure ships.

In short, these Sumeru Bags were filled with vast amounts of materials that may not be high quality but were still very valuable, especially when creating large magical items, as such large quantities of materials were essential.

These items were of little use to the Immortals, and since they wouldn’t be crafting treasure ships or large magical items, everyone just took a few thousand small spirit pearls each and let Fang Lie take the rest.

As for the remaining high-rank materials, Fang Lie allowed them to choose first. Each Immortal took about a dozen pieces, leaving nearly a thousand pieces of Sixth Rank and higher materials for Fang Lie.

In addition to these, there were over a dozen Sixth-rank magical items, but unfortunately, all of them were of mediocre quality—with no top-grade items among them. Each Immortal took one, and the rest went to Fang Lie.

There were also some spirit pills, which were needed by the Wind Tribulation Immortal. Fang Lie had no use for them and gave them all to the Immortals.

Finally, Fang Lie collected all the wooden racks as they were made of Fourth Rank wood. With such a large quantity, it was enough to build a small treasure ship, so he couldn’t bear to part with them.

Thus, the last valuable treasure vault was completely emptied. Everyone felt satisfied, and the Immortals had gained far more than expected. Even Little Peach Red, usually an idle presence, gained a great deal. Besides some spirit stones, spirit pills, and materials, she also received a beautiful Sixth-rank middle-grade magical item, the Rainbow Attire.

Not only did it possess powerful defensive capabilities, but it also came with Five Elements Teleportation techniques, allowing her to escape at a moment’s notice.

Little Peach Red, being a Fourth Rank great demon, was elated to use such a fine treasure. She had never imagined she would see such a day, nor had anyone ever given her gifts before. The result was an explosive increase in her loyalty to Fang Lie, transforming her into the legendary die-hard fan!

Once the treasures were divided, Mr. Suan Mei asked, "Lord, what shall we do next? Should we simply leave, or should we take control of this place?"

"Is it even a question? A place as good as this, we can’t easily give up after working so hard to capture it!" Fang Lie replied directly. "Just the tens of thousands of acres of spiritual fields here are worth a fortune!"

"Yes!" the Wind Dragon Immortal added. "There are even a few rare Fourth Rank spiritual fields among them, growing thousand-year spirit herbs. Letting go of them would indeed be a waste!"

"Fourth Rank spiritual fields?" Hearing this, Fang Lie’s eyes widened in shock. "A Fourth Rank spiritual field is already a rare treasure, worth as much as Sixth Rank magical items. No way! We can’t leave them here; we need to take them!"

With that, Fang Lie hurriedly dashed down to collect the several Fourth Rank spiritual fields and stored them in the Herb Garden.

Then Fang Lie regrouped with everyone and commanded, "We must occupy this place but be ready to lose it at any time. The Great Thunder Sound Temple may not let this go easily. My plan is to take the valuable things, leave the rest, and have someone less important handle it. We will only need to collect fixed spirit herbs each year. This way, even if we are overrun, we won’t feel the loss. If the Great Thunder Sound Temple does leave us alone, we can still collect benefits."

"Understood!" Mr. Suan Mei immediately said. "Lord, I will handle this. I will select a few leaders from among the Qi Sea cultivators here to manage it."

"That’s good!" Fang Lie tossed him a token, saying, "This was found in the lair of the Man-Eating Demon Monk. With it, you can freely enter and exit the Formation. We will leave first; you handle things here, then quickly find a place to hide and keep a low profile."

"Got it!" Mr. Suan Mei replied with a smile. "A bald devil from the Great Thunder Sound Temple will surely return for reinforcements. I certainly don’t want to face their Fire Tribulation Immortal, so I’ll hide without delay!"

"Glad you understand!" Fang Lie laughed heartily and then took the Seven Dragon True Immortals and Little Peach Red away.

Once outside the formation, Fang Lie released his Crystal Palace treasure ship and, alongside the Seven Dragon True Immortals, set sail.

After starting the ship, Fang Lie turned to the Seven Dragon True Immortals and said, "You guys know how to get to Seven Dragon Island, right? Don’t come to me for now!"

Upon hearing this, the Wind Dragon Immortal frowned immediately. "How can that be possible? The Great Thunder Sound Temple will surely come looking for trouble. Isn’t this the exact time we need to lend our strength?"

"Ai~" Fang Lie let out a long sigh and smiled wryly. "Who knows what the Great Thunder Sound Temple might send? If it’s the Fire Tribulation Immortal, with your strength, you could pair with the Seven Star Soul Lock Formation; at least you wouldn’t be defeated. You’d definitely protect Qingyu Island. But what if it’s the Thunder Tribulation Immortal? If you follow me, it will only lead to your demise!"

"This—" Hearing this, the Seven Dragon True Immortals immediately showed worried expressions. Indeed, their Seven Dragon Formation was powerful, but it couldn’t even match the Thunder Tribulation Immortal—let alone a grand sect’s Thunder Tribulation Immortal. They could easily deal with all seven of them as if it were a game.

The Wind Dragon Immortal furrowed his brow and said, "We are your disciples. Knowing there’s danger, how could we abandon you?"

"Haha, what’s there to fear?" Fang Lie laughed. "I have an undying nature! If that weren’t the case, I would seek refuge at the sect. But now, I want to see just how despicable the Great Thunder Sound Temple can be! However, I’m not afraid for myself; I worry for you. If something happens to you, who will help me with the loot in the future?"

"Haha!" The Seven Dragon True Immortals erupted in laughter at Fang Lie’s words.

Since Fang Lie had said it like this, they weren’t formal people and quickly agreed to part ways and return to their home at Seven Dragon Island.

Days later, Fang Lie and Little Peach Red arrived back at Qingyu Island.

He originally thought that after killing two powerful Demonic Overlords in a row, it would surely invoke panic and hostility among the Demonic Path cultivators, maybe even rallying them together to deal with him. So this time he had prepared for battle with demons.

However, unexpectedly, everything along the way was peaceful, and the most unbelievable thing was the crowd of people and gifts waiting for him at Qingyu Island!

The people were all under the command of the Demonic Overlords, and the gifts were specially sent to Fang Lie—purely valuable treasures of incredible worth, so many that the dock at Qingyu Island was nearly overflowing with ships delivering gifts!