Before the spiritual herbs had even been harvested, the Golden Core Cultivators began discussing how to divide them.
A man in yellow robes said, "There are four lotuses and nine lotus seeds in total. I only want two of the seeds. Divide the rest however you like."
The others with lower cultivation looked delighted at his words. The yellow-robed man was at the golden core mid stage, the second strongest among the six. With him refraining from greed, dividing the spoils would be much easier.
"Do you have any requests, fellow Daoist?"
The gray-robed old man turned to the man in blue beside him, his attitude exceedingly respectful.
Standing behind them, Chen Lin also looked at this man, for he was the only cultivator in the late golden core realm.
Now that his soul origin essence had recovered, Chen Lin could unleash the full power of his dharmic manifestation. Together with his Pseudo Spirit Treasure, the Azure Flood Dragon Halberd, he no longer had anything to fear from early golden core cultivators.
Even if he could not defeat someone at the golden core mid stage, he could retreat with ease. Of everyone present, only this man made him wary. If he also took a fancy to that Golden Lotus Seed, things would become troublesome indeed.
Whatever he feared was bound to come. The thought had barely crossed Chen Lin's mind when the man in blue said heavily, "I want the Golden Lotus Seed and two lotuses. Divide the rest evenly among yourselves. Stop wasting time!"
With that, he abruptly turned around and pointed at a foundation establishment early stage cultivator. "You, go harvest the spiritual herbs!"
The chosen cultivator's expression changed drastically. The other Foundation Establishment Cultivators were startled as well, never having expected such tyranny.
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