In this danger-ridden Sacred Land, if they were expelled from the group, their chances of survival would be slim.
Saint Ziwei watched the Glazed Sword Sect disciples harvest treasures with abandon. Though he wanted to rush over at once, he held himself back.
The people who had followed Saint Ziwei in saw that he neither answered nor made a move, so they suppressed their urges and dared not ask again.
Fang Chen and the Fire Glazed Saint did not join the frenzied harvest. They stood in the Void, keeping watch over the surroundings and guarding the Glazed Sword Sect disciples.
The Myna bird, the Chaos Heart-Devouring Worm, and the Chaos Demonic Star Vine, however, all joined the sweep.
With the Clone Technique, the Myna bird could send out many clones to gather spirit medicines. The Chaos Heart-Devouring Worm burrowed underground to collect those buried deep below, which were generally precious treasures.
The Chaos Demonic Star Vine swept up everything in its path, Sacred Beasts and spirit medicines alike, then delivered them to Little Crane. Little Crane immediately stored the treasures in Spirit Crane Space.
Seeing that Saint Ziwei and his people still had not moved, Fang Chen grew puzzled and sent a voice transmission to the Fire Glazed Saint. "Senior Huo Li, why aren't those people moving? Don't they want any treasures?"
The Fire Glazed Saint glanced at Saint Ziwei's group from the corner of his eye, then replied to Fang Chen through voice transmission. "Who wouldn't want treasures? If they didn't, they wouldn't have risked so much to come to the Sacred Land. Saint Ziwei isn't bad. Faced with so many treasures, he can still show this much restraint!"
Fang Chen glanced at Saint Ziwei's group too and found that they remained unmoved.
Half an hour later, Saint Ziwei