Guishun Ruins, Kuafu Tribe.
The men in exoskeleton armor were patrolling in midair, trying to find any stragglers who might still be hiding... Weijia was examining the results of this operation.
The Kuafu Tribe's resistance had been far weaker than expected. He had not even needed to use the two special Daoist Dirty Bombs; merely using poison had basically crippled the Kuafu Tribe's resistance forces.
Of course, there had not been many resistance forces to begin with.
Weijia had no idea what the Young Lady had done in the Kuafu Tribe to make so many of its combat forces disappear. The ones left were mostly weak and feeble, while the remaining elderly, women, and children were much easier to deal with.
Several injured Kuafu giants were furiously cursing at them... The simultaneous-translation earpiece was conveying their words to Weijia.
Naturally, Weijia paid no attention to these impotent threats... Had the Grand Alliance not prohibited large-scale slaughter in historical ruins, the Kuafu Tribe would have been much quieter by now.
An enormous enterprise like Pingtian Group had never lacked cruelty and bloodshed throughout its savage development.
"Lord Weijia, we've found where the Kuafu Tribe stores its Dao Rhymes. Preliminary exploration shows there are at least seven thousand!"
An excited voice came through the earpiece.
At least seven thousand Dao Rhymes was an incomparably vast fortune. Even though Weijia had been prepared for it, he now felt like grabbing the money and running... Even a small Holy Land in Kunlun might not be able to produce seven thousand Dao Rhymes all at once, even after being squeezed dry.
This stuff was far too scarce. After reaching the seventh tier, one had to use it, and wealthy Holy Lands would start using Dao Rhymes to nurture their elite members when they reached the