There were always people in this world busily hunting for treasure.
Take the Whale-Riding Immortal, for instance.
He had spent half his life searching and seeking, yet more often than not, he came up empty-handed. He had searched over twenty years for the map to the Divine Ruins Temple, only to discover he had found just one piece while Chu Liang had casually picked up two; he had searched for Water Spirit Ginseng for so many days without finding anything, yet someone else could fall into the water and come up holding it for him.
It was hard to say whether he was lucky or unlucky.
"You did very well this time." Chu Liang patted Lackey B on the shoulder. "You really helped us out."
Yet Lackey B cautiously backed away, shielding his treasure. "I dug all this up myself."
"This spirit plant won't be nearly as useful in your hands. Give it to me, and I'll compensate you at market price." Chu Liang persuaded him.
"Oh, you wanted a spirit plant." Only then did Lackey B let out a long breath and hand over the Water Spirit Ginseng in relief. "I thought you were trying to steal my basil and greens."
"..." Chu Liang was speechless for a moment. Couldn't there be one normal person among his subordinates? Who would covet his two carts of wild vegetables?
The Whale-Riding Immortal took the Water Spirit Ginseng and examined it for a while before sighing. "This thing fell from heaven and survived in the mortal world, cultivating for over seventy thousand years. In another thirty thousand years, it could achieve divinity. Yet because of one passing thought of mine, I must destroy its cultivation. If there were any other way, I truly would not wish to do this."
Yang Buwei's warning