Xu Yi sent his thoughts into all seven Sumeru Rings at once and, sure enough, found a considerable amount of wealth. These fellows truly lived up to their reputation as seasoned bandits.
However, his horizons were exceptionally broad now. How could ordinary treasures catch his eye? He simply swept the spirit stones from the seven Sumeru Rings, easily gathering nearly two million.
He returned the other contents of the seven Sumeru Rings to their owners.
The seven stared at Xu Yi, dumbfounded, seemingly unable to believe what had just happened.
"Taking lives is a sin, is it not? You've worked hard to cultivate, and it wasn't easy. Better to stay alive."
Xu Yi said calmly, "Here are seven Soul Restriction Talismans. Swear your oaths and work for me for thirty years, and I'll set you free. That's not too much to ask, is it?"
How could the seven, led by the high-nosed, deep-eyed old man, dare refuse? They felt as if they'd been pardoned from death. In a situation like this, they had been all but certain to die.
If Xu Yi's strength hadn't far surpassed the limits of their imagination, the seven would have fought to the death, no matter what.
But they hadn't expected to survive this desperate predicament.
Forget thirty years as servants—even a thousand years would have been fine, so long as they got to live.
At Xu Yi's request, the seven signed the Soul Restriction Talismans without hesitation.
Xu Yi gave them a few more instructions, and the seven hurried away in a panic.
Xu Yi sent them to the Number One Under Heaven Sect. Though he had long since paid little attention to the sect he had founded,
as a force on his side and Yan Zi's backing, it could only be better the