At that moment, a melodious peal of bells rang out from beyond the mountain gate.
The bells were neither hurried nor slow, carrying an air of wealth and splendor.
A golden, glittering flying ship broke through the clouds and slowly descended before the mountain gate of the Chaos Sacred Sect.
The flying ship was garish to the extreme. Its entire hull was inlaid with gold and jade, and a gigantic golden toad had even been carved onto its bow.
A flag hung from the ship's side, bearing four large characters: Myriad Treasures Merchant Association.
Lei Potian was sweeping the steps with a broom. When he saw the ship, his brows drew together.
The Myriad Treasures Merchant Association—the biggest bloodsucker in the Mysterious Yellow Star of the Divine Realm.
Wherever there was profit, their shadows could be found.
The moment the flying ship came to a stop, a round, plump man rolled down from it.
He really was rolling, because he was so fat that waves of flesh rippled with every step.
The fat man wore a robe patterned with gold coins, and every one of his ten fingers was covered with Storage Rings.
His face was smiling like Maitreya Buddha's, his eyes narrowed into slits.
"Hey, this is the newly established Chaos Sacred Sect, right?"
The fat man waved a golden folding fan, sending waves of fragrant breeze through the air.
Two early-stage God King guards followed behind him, each holding his nostrils high in the air.
Lei Potian straightened up and blocked the way.
"Who goes there? Do you have an invitation?"
The fat man stopped and sized Lei Potian up from head to toe.
When he saw the patched gray robe he was wearing, the contempt in his eyes was utterly undisguised.
"What old beggar did you crawl