"I asked around. He's just a lowly Collator, poor as a church mouse. There's no profit in him, Third Uncle." Sun Chengzong looked at Sun Wujiu beside him in confusion.
"Shut up!" Dressed in black, Sun Wujiu stood in the shadows of the forest and reprimanded him with displeasure. "Have you forgotten the purpose of this trip?!"
Sun Chengzong rolled his eyes. "It's been so long. That Sword Box Gourd has probably vanished without a trace."
"Even if we do find that treasure gourd, won't it go first to the direct line of the main branch to nurture Flying Swords? As for us... heh!" Sun Chengzong said indignantly.
Sun Wujiu said nothing, calmly staring at a weed beneath his feet.
Only after a long while did he speak faintly. "Set up the Two Realms Isolation Magic Restriction as quickly as possible."
Sun Chengzong grew even more impatient. "Why waste so much effort? We can just go over and kill him."
"This man is different." Sun Wujiu stared inscrutably at the corner of a Bamboo Building faintly visible within the distant woods.
Sun Chengzong curled his lip disdainfully. "What's so different about him?"
"He knows Alchemy, and he can teach others Alchemy too. What do you think makes him different?" Sun Wujiu said blandly, glancing at him.
"Alchemy?" Sun Chengzong was overjoyed. "A fat sheep!"
"That's what I'm saying! At such a critical time, how could a mere Collator be worth you personally overseeing things, Third Uncle?"
"We're getting rich!"
"Quick, quick, quick! Go set up the isolation Magical Prohibition."
More than a dozen black-robed figures immediately rushed from the forest behind them and sprinted off in different directions.
Before long, a layer of Strange Force slowly rose through the dense woods.
Even the moonlight in the sky seemed faintly distorted,