The System Supplier
Chapter 23

You dare to touch my person, Taoist priest?

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"Hahahaha! What great luck!"

Just then, a loud laugh suddenly came from outside the hall. "I originally just heard that your Spirit Void Grotto-Heaven had found some good seedlings for cultivation and planned to take a few. I didn't expect there to be any treasures!"

"If there are treasures, then everyone who sees them gets a share!"

Streams of light flew in, and more than a dozen escape lights landed one after another. These people walked into the hall laughing, completely disregarding the ashen faces of the Spirit Void Grotto-Heaven members.

"Oh? Indeed, they are full of spiritual essence and talent, good seedlings!"

An old man with cauldron patterns on his clothes glanced at Zhou Yi and the others, his eyes immediately lighting up.

"Not bad! Not bad!"

The others who entered also nodded and praised Zhou Yi and the others.

"Alright, now all six major sects of the Yan Region are present."

The old man in the robe with a cauldron pattern surveyed the surroundings and said to everyone in the hall, "You Spirit Void Grotto-Heaven shouldn't expect to monopolize these fine talents. As for the treasures, of course, everyone gets a share."

"Exactly! If Spirit Void wants to monopolize, they'll have to ask if our Golden Radiance agrees."

"Our Purple Sun Grotto-Heaven feels the same way."

Others also chimed in with their agreement.

"Damn it!"

The faces of the Spirit Void Grotto-Heaven members were extremely grim. However, facing the combined pressure of the other five sects, the Spirit Void members knew that monopolizing was no longer possible. Therefore, they naturally had to strive for the greatest benefit.

"It's not impossible for you to get a piece of the pie, but..."

The old man leading the Spirit Void Grotto-Heaven members said loudly, "After all, we brought these people back, so we must choose first."

"On what grounds?"

"Isn't your Spirit Void Grotto-Heaven just relying on the Holy Land? Is that so great? Let's just fight it out!"

Upon hearing the words of the old man from Spirit Void Grotto-Heaven, the others immediately became agitated.

"Wait a moment!"

The old man in the robe with cauldron patterns spoke out, "Don't be in a hurry. Let's put aside the matter of personnel allocation and take out the treasures to have a look first!"

"Right! We almost let them fool us!"

"Exactly! Take out the treasures first!"

At the reminder of the old man with the tripod pattern, everyone's attention immediately shifted to the treasures.

"Esteemed Immortal Masters, the treasure you are looking for is in his hands."

Liu Yunzhi, who desperately wanted Zhou Yi to suffer, saw this situation and quickly pointed at Zhou Yi.

According to Liu Yunzhi's plan, if Zhou Yi voluntarily handed over the treasure to the sect, he might even be cultivated as a key disciple, which was certainly not what he wanted to see.

Now that the six major sects were fighting over it, no matter who Zhou Yi handed the treasure to, he would offend the other five factions and would surely not have a good end. Liu Yunzhi's objective was achieved.

"The treasure is in your hands?"

The members of the other five major sects all looked at Zhou Yi, their gazes fixed on him.

"Damn it! It's on me again."

Zhou Yi's face turned a little pale. Although he had the "Supreme Heavenly Book" and had undergone a complete transformation, he was still essentially a mortal. He was too far from these cultivators who could fly through the air and escape into the earth, and he had no power to fight back at all!

The Energy Points obtained from collecting broken Buddhist Artifacts on Mars had been completely consumed when exchanging for one-time skills to deal with the Divine Crocodile's attack. At this moment, Zhou Yi didn't even have the chance to exchange for a one-time skill to escape.

"What should I do?"

Zhou Yi's heart pounded, and he felt a bit at a loss.

"Kid, what exactly is the treasure? Hurry up and hand it over!"

The old man with the cauldron patterns roared at Zhou Yi, his beard and hair bristling, exuding killing intent.

"Hmph, do you still want to hide it? Even if you would rather die than yield, we still have methods to search your soul!"

An old woman with a sinister expression extended her withered finger, pointed at Zhou Yi, and sneered.

"Stop wasting your breath with him! Just kill him. Collect his soul, and no matter where he hid the treasure, we can find it."

A old man with a bronze-like face drew a long saber with dense serrations with a "clang" and pointed it at Zhou Yi.

The long saber was enveloped in dense black smoke. Within the black smoke, faces contorted in agony and wailing continuously appeared, accompanied by piercing screams that sounded like ghostly wails, extremely eerie and terrifying.

"Ah..."

Li Xiaoman and the others had never seen such a terrifying sight, and they immediately screamed in fright, their faces turning pale as they retreated continuously.

"Soul searching? Are these all souls?"

Seeing the faces appearing on the long saber, Zhou Yi shivered all over. Even with his deep schemes and firm will, facing such unimaginably terrifying methods, he still trembled with fear.

"Kid, are you going to hand it over or not?"

The black smoke-filled long saber was slowly raised, and the old man's eyes revealed endless killing intent, his ferocious and violent aura shaking one's mind.

"I'll count to three. If you still don't hand over the treasure after three counts! I will take your life and extract your soul."

He brandished the long saber in his hand, and faces contorted in screams flashed one after another. The old man pointed at the faces in the black smoke and said with a cold laugh, "At that time, your soul will suffer day and night just like them, wishing you were dead!"

"Kid, have you thought it through?"

"Three..."

"Two..."

"What should I do? What should I do?"

Zhou Yi was drenched in sweat, his face ashen.

"Your Majesty, have you forgotten the Dao Ancestor again?"

In his mind, the Heavenly Book Spirit manifested and reminded Zhou Yi.

"The Dao Ancestor? Didn't he leave already? Damn it, how could I forget? The Dao Ancestor possesses immense divine abilities, traveling across the heavens with a single thought. No matter how far away he is, he can arrive in an instant! Haha, I'm saved!"

Zhou Yi, having found a lifeline, quickly knelt on the ground and prayed in his heart, "Grandmaster above, your disciple Zhou Yi bows with utmost sincerity. Your disciple is in dire straits, please save me!"

"Hmm? He knelt down?"

The old man with the bronze complexion was about to count to "one" when he suddenly saw Zhou Yi kneel and kowtow repeatedly, and he stopped immediately.

"Kid, since you're backing down, I'm not a cruel person. Hand over the treasure, and it won't be difficult to spare your life!"

The bronze-faced old man glanced down at Zhou Yi and said with a cold laugh.

"Spare my life? We'll see who spares whom later?"

Zhou Yi sneered inwardly. He remained kneeling, straightened his upper body, raised his hands above his head, and prostrated himself in a full bow, shouting, "Grandmaster, save me!"

However, Li Yu at this moment also had unspeakable grievances.

He saw this scene and was furious, but... he was too far away.

It would take over an hour to reach Zhou Yi by riding his escaping light. By the time Li Yu arrived, Zhou Yi would be little more than a few bones.

"Damn it! After finally finding a host, spending so much effort, and not even getting any returns, not even breaking even, he's about to be killed? This is outrageous!"

Li Yu's eyes shot out cold light, and rage surged within him. "You scumbags, how dare you touch someone of this Daoist priest?"

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