Several storage pouches were drawn through the air into Jiang Sheng's hand.
After opening them and examining their contents, Jiang Sheng smiled. "These people really did specialize in hunting fat sheep. They actually managed to amass so much stuff."
Inside the storage pouches of those rogue cultivator robbers, Jiang Sheng found dozens of bottles of pills for the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment realms, as well as low-grade spirit rice, a batch of spirit herbs, several incomplete cultivation manuals, and an ancient-looking fragment of a treasure map.
Clearly, all the treasure map fragments those rogue cultivators had distributed were copied from this genuine fragment.
These rogue cultivators had been especially clever. On one hand, they had produced batches of fragments and sent them to various auction houses for sale, setting the starting price at one hundred spirit stones and directly shutting out all the Rogue Cultivators without money.
Anyone who could buy a fragment and make the journey here had to be an idle and wealthy child of a noble clan or a sect disciple.
Any seasoned cultivator with even a little experience in the martial world would naturally ignore such a petty trick. The ones drawn in would inevitably be greenhorn brats relying on their status.
And those greenhorns carried spirit stones and pills, were each arrogant, and lacked experience traveling the world. They were perfect fat sheep.
Once the fat sheep had been lured over, they would send their subordinates to stage an ambush, giving the fat sheep a chance to play the hero and uphold justice.
This not only satisfied the fat sheep's dreams of roaming the world as righteous heroes, but also gave the "rescued victim" a perfectly natural reason to offer up a fragment as thanks.
After that combination of punches, those fat sheep would