Money Obtained, The Two Submit

"A Treasure-Dropping Golden Coin? This spiritual treasure is quite interesting."

Kong Xuan played with a peculiar golden coin in his hand, marveling at it.

The coin was named the Treasure-Dropping Golden Coin, an extremely rare top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure. It was round with a square hole, had flying wings on both sides, and faint Heavenly Dao inscriptions. It could suppress all treasures below Innate Supreme Treasures and also deduce the profound mysteries of the Heavenly Dao. However, it had one drawback: it could not suppress weapons.

Seeing Kong Xuan holding the Treasure-Dropping Golden Coin, Wen Zhong felt a surge of emotion and decided not to disturb him. He turned to look at Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao, the two treasure-givers whose magic power and cultivation had been sealed by the Five-Colored Divine Light:

"How dare you two Daoist friends make a move against him? Although you've lost your spiritual treasure, you've kept your lives. You can consider yourselves to have passed a calamity and escaped a disaster."

"You two attacked first, now you're paying with your lives for the treasure. Who agrees? Who opposes?"

"Wuwuwu!"

"Wuwuwu!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao burst into tears, shaking their heads frantically. Seeing Wen Zhong's calm and serious expression, they realized he was also a thief who killed for treasure!

They were peacefully playing chess at home when suddenly their door was kicked down. Who wouldn't be upset by this?

They had only stated their identities and hadn't done anything else. To be precise, they hadn't even walked from their courtyard to the door when a colorful divine light instantly swept over them. By the time they regained consciousness, they couldn't speak or move.

They had clearly encountered a formidable opponent!

"Alas, it seems the two Daoist friends do not agree. Then this old man can do nothing more."

Wen Zhong clasped his hands behind his back, a sense of loneliness suddenly emanating from him, as if he were lamenting the decline of human morality and how difficult it was to be a good person.

"This humble Daoist's name is Dragon-Subduing Daoist. Daoist friends, remember my name, so that when you descend to the Underworld, you can explain the karmic cause and effect to the Ten Palace Yama Kings."

"Nephew, when did you develop such a refined taste?"

Kong Xuan walked over with a smile. A top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure was rarely seen even during the era of the three ancient races. To think that he would "pick up" one just by going out for a stroll this time could truly be called a surge in his destiny.

"These two little fellows have no bloody or resentful aura on them, so they shouldn't be cruel or bloodthirsty people. Today, they've given me a great treasure, so I don't feel right about killing them. How about you do it?"

"Wuwuwu!"

"Wuwuwu!"

When Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao heard this, their bodies squirmed even more violently, their mouths emitting muffled sounds, yet they still couldn't utter a single word.

"Uncle-Master, look how scared you've made the two Daoist friends. Are we the kind of people who kill for treasure?"

Seeing Kong Xuan's somewhat serious expression, with a hint of killing intent rising in his brows, Wen Zhong quickly spoke up, trying to dispel Kong Xuan's thoughts.

There weren't many cultivators at the Golden Immortal realm in Chaoge. Killing them would be too much of a waste, wouldn't it?

"My own brother is Yu Yi Xian. Do you think I'm not human?"

Kong Xuan turned his head, looking at Wen Zhong with a half-smile. His cold, emotionless eyes sent an inexplicable chill through Wen Zhong's heart.

This Kong Xuan was truly intending to kill!

"The karmic debt of a top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure is too great. I am on the verge of a breakthrough, and I cannot afford to incur too much karma. Therefore, I might as well end it all and send their souls to oblivion."

"Uncle-Master, that's not appropriate."

Wen Zhong was silent for a moment, then stood up and blocked the space between Xiao Sheng, Cao Bao, and Kong Xuan:

"Killing for treasure is not the act of a gentleman!"

"I am not of your Human Race, nor am I bound by your Human Race's laws and customs. I do not possess your human race's indecisive thoughts."

Kong Xuan's aura surged, and a tyrannical pressure emanated from his body, like an invisible mountain that instantly bent Wen Zhong's back.

"You must remember, this world has always been ruled by the strong! I am strong, so what I say is the law! Moreover, do you think you can stop me today?"

Wen Zhong gritted his teeth, his golden body surging. He exerted all his strength, carrying the mountain-like pressure, and slowly stood up:

"Kong Xuan! You must know that you are currently within my Human Race territory! Since you are in my Human Race territory, you must abide by our rules! If you want to kill and steal, then kill me, Grand Tutor Wen Zhong of Yin Shang, along with them!"

"Wuwuwu!"

Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao, who had thought their lives had reached their end and had closed their eyes in despair, accepting their fate, never expected that this cunning old man would be true to his appearance!

As for why he called himself Dragon-Subduing Daoist first and then Wen Zhong, in the face of "the hope of survival," it was not worth mentioning.

"Youngster, how dare you address me so casually!"

Kong Xuan's expression turned cold, and anger rose from his heart. A red light faintly glowed behind him. With just a thought, he could take Wen Zhong's life in an instant.

However, he hesitated...

Picking up a spiritual treasure would have been possible if it were before the Dragon-Han Primordial Calamity, when his Phoenix Race dominated the skies of the Great Desolation. But after the Dragon-Han Primordial Calamity, the Phoenix Race was burdened with endless karma and sin, making even cultivation as difficult as ascending to heaven, let alone finding spiritual treasures.

The fact that he could encounter such a treasure now was likely due to the surging Human Race Destiny that had stirred up his long-dormant good fortune, combined with various coincidences.

But if he were to break ties with Di Xin over an Innate Spiritual Treasure now, without the concealment of Human Race Destiny, coupled with his sudden "windfall," he was uncertain of the dire consequences that might arise from the backlash of Destiny. After all, the three ancient races served as a cautionary tale.

Wen Zhong stiffened his neck, looking at Kong Xuan without retreating a step:

"In the Human Race, even the Great King shows me respect. Even if he is the Human King, if he makes a mistake, I will discipline him! How much more so with you!"

Kong Xuan was furious and laughed, "Hahaha! Wen Zhong, do you truly wish to die!"

His monstrous killing intent shot straight into the sky, transforming into an invisible storm that swept in all directions. Wherever it passed, large and small trees withered, and exotic flowers and plants withered and died.

Wen Zhong circulated his golden body, standing like a golden statue in the center of the killing intent storm. Though his body was chilled to the bone, he yielded not an inch!

"Wait! Wait! Great Immortal, we only wish to beg for our lives!"

At the critical moment, Xiao Sheng suddenly spoke:

"We are both willing to swear a solemn oath to the Heavenly Dao, to gift the Treasure-Dropping Golden Coin to the Great Immortal without compensation, merely asking the Great Immortal to cease his wrath and spare our lives."

"If the Great Immortal is still uneasy, we are willing to leave the mountain and voluntarily follow this Daoist friend, forever serving as his vanguard."

Seeing Xiao Sheng's resolute gaze, Cao Bao gritted his teeth, having sold himself out along with his brother.

"Two Daoist friends, this...?"

Kong Xuan's killing intent receded like a tide. Wen Zhong let out a long sigh, finally twisting his somewhat stiff neck and turning to look at Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao.

"Daoist friends should understand, if we wish to survive, this is the only path open to us."

"After hiding in the mountains for so many years, now that our treasure is gone, it's time to go out and enjoy the glories and riches of the world."

The two exchanged bitter smiles, waiting for Kong Xuan to speak.

"Swear the oath."

Kong Xuan turned around, his gentle demeanor returning, yet it sent a chill down Wen Zhong's spine.

He felt as if the two were putting on an act, but he understood that none of this was scripted