"Bastard! Scoundrel! Trash! Beast!... Ah—!!! You infuriate me!"
After Feng Jiutai returned to the palace and discovered that the entire place was empty, with even his nearly thousand years of collections having vanished without a trace, the formidable state of mind he had cultivated for over eight hundred years could no longer hold. His hair hung loose as he vented inside the palace! His eyes were split wide with fury, making him look exceptionally terrifying! Worse still, there was nothing left for him to smash, so he could only attack the walls like mad.
It would have been one thing if the Crimson Spring Refining Liquid had been stolen. It was merely one of the main materials for breaking through from the Nascent Soul Realm to Body Integration. For Body Integration Cultivators like them, it had only one effect: refining the mixed Spirit Power within their bodies. It was neither indispensable nor irreplaceable.
But what the hell was with emptying out the entire palace? Even thieves did not operate like this! When bandits swallowed a person, they still left bones behind! Even more outrageous, they had pried away the statue displayed at the head of the hall!
This was truly... unbearable!
Shi Jian, the First Elder of the Yi Sect, and Shan Jun, the First Elder of the Zhu Sect, wore expressions as dark as water, their anger surging. Yet from an angle Feng Jiutai could not see, they cast sympathetic looks toward their own Sect Leader: Senior Brother, you are truly too pitiful!
At this very moment, they put themselves in Feng Jiutai's shoes. To have collections amassed over so many years emptied out overnight—that was surely a pain impossible to bear!
Seen this way, having their share of Crimson Spring Refining Liquid stolen was not so unacceptable after