Dividing the Spoils (Two-in-One)

'Clang~'

The broken sword fell to the ground, making a slight thud.

Chen Chong stared blankly as his long sword became lodged in King Chu Heng's chest, crimson blood flowing down the blade.

"You..." King Chu Heng stared at Chen Chong in disbelief, his eyes filled with doubt and surprise.

"No, Your Majesty, this humble general never intended to harm you." Chen Chong was truly terrified. He released his grip on the long sword, covered his head with both hands, shook it repeatedly, and retreated continuously.

King Chu Heng seemed never to have imagined that one day he would have his life taken by a city gate guard; perhaps due to a final burst of lucidity, King Chu Heng became unusually clear-headed at this moment.

He gripped the long sword that was stuck in his chest and pulled it out with a 'thud'.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the immense pain contorted King Chu Heng's face, but he endured it without uttering a sound.

'Clang~'

The long sword was carelessly tossed to the ground by King Chu Heng, making a crisp sound.

The sound echoed throughout the entire square.

"Ha ha...!"

Suddenly, King Chu Heng looked up at the sky and laughed loudly.

"Good, good indeed, Saint Chu! You truly deserve to be the guardian deity of my Great Chu. You did well, you did a really good job..." King Chu Heng's voice grew weaker and weaker, his tone shifting from mockery to resentment, until finally, desolation.

The vast square was silent, everyone prostrate on the ground, and no one dared to step forward to help King Chu Heng of King Chu Heng or call for a healer for him.

King Chu Heng, who had reigned for over 350 years, finally understood what it meant to be a lonely ruler.

'Bang~'

With the sound of him falling to the ground, King Chu Heng's life came to an end.

"Your Majesty has been assassinated! Seize the assassin!" Just as King Chu Heng collapsed, the accompanying eunuch who had been kneeling not far away immediately stood up, glared at Chen Chong was still stunned in place, and shouted sternly.

"Catch the assassin!" The palace maids and eunuchs following behind the eunuch shouted, and then they all transformed into streaks of light and rushed towards Chen Chong. They were all at least at the Spirit Venerable level!

Chen Chong's heart sank. The palace maids and eunuchs opposite him were several levels higher in cultivation than him. If they really managed to capture him, he would really lose his life here.

Moreover... Chen Chong glanced at the eaves of a palace in the distance, then turned and transformed into a streak of light, flying out of the palace.

In the spot Chen Chong had just glanced at, an elderly man with white hair stood quietly, his cloudy eyes watching everything unfold, his face expressionless.

The following morning, news of the assassination of the King of the Chu Kingdom shocked the entire Azure Dragon Continent.

This day also happened to be the day Ma Feifei and his group entered the capital.

In fact, the news had already reached Ma Feifei and his group before they even entered the capital. For Ma Feifei, the death of King Chu Heng was more beneficial to his mission, making it much easier to support Gongsun Qiong's ascension to the throne as Empress. Ma Feifei was initially quite happy, but seeing the sadness on Gongsun Qiong's face after she had just woken up, Ma Feifei obediently suppressed his inner thoughts and went to continue dividing the spoils with Yun Qingyang.

The two men in black had so many treasures that they were both dissatisfied with the division of the spoils and kept getting together to redistribute them.

The carriage entered the capital and soon arrived at Gongsun Qiong's residence. As soon as Ma Feifei found that the gate of the Gongsun Manor was crowded with people, all seemingly waiting for Gongsun Qiong's arrival.

The atmosphere in the capital was heavy, filled with a sense of oppression that made Ma Feifei feel uncomfortable all over.

Ma Feifei disliked this power struggle; he only hoped it would end quickly so he could complete his mission and return to Dubian Town his small territory. Oh, and there was also the Mysterious Bookstore Branch Two on the corner of Chang'an Street, but all together it was still just his small territory...

Speaking of the assistance task, it seems the system previously stated that Gongsun Qiong needed to ask for his help; however, upon closer reflection, Gongsun Qiong never asked for his help from beginning to end, so does this count or not?

"Oh well, whatever. Anyway, they didn't say whether there would be a reward for the mission. I'll just consider it helping Gongsun Qiong out." Ma Feifei shook off the thoughts in her mind and, led by Zhao Xiaodao, checked into a small courtyard with Yun Qingyang.

As for Gongsun Qiong, he was already surrounded by those people, presumably to discuss important matters concerning imperial power.

"Ma Feifei!" Yun Qingyang suddenly called out as soon as they entered the courtyard.

"Huh?" Ma Feifei touched the spatial ring in her hand, feeling very pleased.

This is the spatial ring he obtained when he and Yun Qingyang divided the spoils, which can be considered as fulfilling his dream of having a spatial ring.

"I feel like you've lied to me again!" Yun Qingyang frowned, his divine sense constantly hovering over his ring. Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer and took out all the treasures he had just divided up, dumping them in the courtyard.

A huge display of various elixirs, high-level magical artifacts, cultivation techniques, rare materials, and vibrant colors—it was almost blinding.

The man in black, who had been kicked into a corner of the courtyard by Yun Qingyang, saw this scene and his eyelids twitched involuntarily. He silently turned his head to the other side and secretly began to wipe away his tears.

"How did I lie to you again?" Ma Feifei was displeased. This girl had broken up with him four or five times already, and each time she said she lost out, but when asked to explain why, she couldn't say. "Is this girl crazy?"

Yun Qingyang pointed to the high-grade spiritual artifacts on the ground and said, "Why did I have to pay an extra 30 million Spirit Crystal for these things?"

Ma Feifei pouted and said helplessly, "Ancestor, don't you know why I'm paying you to take them? Look at all the treasures you've taken! Ninth-tier spiritual artifacts, eighth-tier spiritual artifacts, eighth-tier spiritual artifacts, eighth-tier spiritual artifacts! You've taken all the good stuff. Isn't it normal for me to be paying you to take them?"

"You also took a spatial ring and several eighth-tier spiritual artifacts, so why don't you pay me back? No way, I demand to do it all over again," Yun Qingyang said, frowning.

Upon hearing this, Ma Feifei said, "Alright, alright, let's do it again, let you choose again, okay?"

After saying that, Ma Feifei took out all the spoils and mixed them with Yun Qingyang's.

"We only disagree on the spiritual artifacts, so let's just redistribute them based on those." Ma Feifei laid all the spiritual artifacts together.

There are a total of fifteen spiritual artifacts, including two ninth-tier spiritual artifacts, six eighth-tier spiritual artifacts, and nine seventh-tier spiritual artifacts. As for the sixth-tier spiritual artifacts and below, Ma Feifei said he would pack them all up and give them to Yun Qingyang.

"Hey! The rules are still the same. You take first, then I take. If the quality of the spirit weapon I take is different from the quality of the one you take, you'll need to compensate for the difference with Spirit Crystal or your own spirit weapon, okay?"

According to their previous agreement, one Rank 8 spiritual weapon is equal to two Rank 7 spiritual weapons, one Rank 7 spiritual weapon is equal to five million Spirit Crystal, and one Rank 8 spiritual weapon is naturally equal to ten million Spirit Crystal.

Of course, different magical artifacts have different price ranges, but it's not necessary for the two of them to worry about such things.

Yun Qingyang shook her head abruptly this time and said, "No! You take it first this time!"

Ma Feifei shrugged and said, "Okay, I'll go first, but the rules remain the same: if the spirit weapon the former takes is of a higher grade than the one the latter takes, then the former will need to make up the difference. Is that alright?"

Yun Qingyang then nodded.

"Snap!" Ma Feifei clapped his hands, took the spatial ring he had just removed from the ground, and said, "Alright, your turn."

Yun Qingyang hesitated for a moment, then chose another ninth-tier spiritual artifact.

Seeing this, Ma Feifei prepared to retrieve the seventh-tier spiritual weapon.

"Wait a minute!" Yun Qingyang reached out to stop him, staring intently at Ma Feifei's hand.

"Is there a problem?" Ma Feifei asked curiously.

"You can't skip the eighth-tier spiritual weapon and directly take the seventh-tier one. We have to follow the rule of starting from the highest tier and working our way down," Yun Qingyang said seriously.

Ma Feifei looked surprised and said to Yun Qingyang, "Wow, Qingyang, you've gotten smarter!"

"Hehe..." Yun Qingyang chuckled smugly, urging, "Hurry up and choose."

Ma Feifei didn't mind and casually took an eighth-tier spiritual weapon.

Yun Qingyang took one item, then Ma Feifei took one item, then Yun Qingyang took another item, then Ma Feifei took yet another item, and finally the only eighth-tier spiritual weapon was taken by Yun Qingyang.

At this moment, Ma Feifei smiled slightly, picked up a seventh-tier spiritual weapon, and extended his other hand, saying, "Alright, pay the difference."

Yun Qingyang was stunned. He looked at the eighth-order spiritual weapon in his hand, then at the seventh-order spiritual weapon in Ma Feifei's hand, and was at a loss.

Looking at Yun Qingyang's dazed expression, Ma Feifei suppressed a laugh and said, "This time it's done as you said. You're the former, with an eighth-tier spiritual weapon, while I'm the latter, with a seventh-tier spiritual weapon, so you have to make up the difference."

"No, no, no..." Yun Qingyang shook his head, put all the magical artifacts back, and said, "Let's start over."

Upon hearing this, Ma Feifei put all the magical artifacts back, saying, "You're cheating again."

"This is the last time, I'll go first this time!" Yun Qingyang said, holding up one finger.

Ma Feifei nodded, and then began a new round of dividing the spoils.

Yun Qingyang took a ninth-tier spiritual artifact, but because she knew Ma Feifei lacked a spatial ring, Yun Qingyang.

The ring naturally ended up in Ma Feifei's hands, but when Yun Qingyang took out a spiritual weapon again, she suddenly took out a seventh-tier spiritual weapon! And she looked at Ma Feifei with a smug expression.

"Take it. If you get an eighth-tier spiritual weapon, remember to make up the difference."

Ma Feifei stood there, stunned, and asked, "Didn't we agree to do it in order?"

"It's changed now, take whatever you want," Yun Qingyang said matter-of-factly.

"Fine, you're the boss." Ma Feifei didn't mind and directly picked up an eighth-tier spiritual weapon.

"Make up the difference," Yun Qingyang said, extending her hand.

Ma Feifei picked up a seventh-tier spiritual weapon from the ground, handed it to Yun Qingyang, and said, "Here, make up the difference."

Yun Qingyang was taken aback and said, "This isn't yours."

Ma Feifei retorted, "Why isn't it mine? I'm asking you, isn't half of this mine?"

Yun Qingyang hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Is there a problem with me taking one item from my half and paying the difference in advance?" Ma Feifei asked.

"I..." Yun Qingyang felt that his mind was completely confused, and he felt that what Ma Feifei said seemed to make sense.

"Okay... let's continue." Yun Qingyang bit her lip and picked up another seventh-tier spiritual weapon.

Ma Feifei picked up another eighth-tier spiritual weapon. This time, before Yun Qingyang could speak, he picked up a seventh-tier spiritual weapon with his other hand and placed it in her hand, saying, "I'll make up the difference."

Holding the two seventh-tier spiritual weapons, Yun Qingyang felt something was off, but couldn't quite put her finger on it. She could only continue on her own, picking up another seventh-tier spiritual weapon...

"God! Save me, I can't bear to watch anymore..." The man in black in the corner saw this scene and banged his head against the wall twice, looking utterly hopeless.

'Whoosh~'

A pebble was thrown at the man in black.

'Hiss~' The man in black suffered a heavy blow to the thigh.

"Remember your place. You are a prisoner now. Behave yourself." Ma Feifei looked at the man in black with murderous intent and said in a deep voice.

At this crucial moment, we can't let Yun Qingyang figure it out, otherwise, let alone dividing the spoils, even our own survival will be in question.

After being warned by Ma Feifei, the men in black obediently huddled together, covering their heads with their hands and hiding them inside their knees.

Ma Feifei turned around, looked at Yun Qingyang with a smile, and said, "It's your turn, Qingyang."

At this point, only two tier-eight spiritual artifacts and one tier-seven spiritual artifact remained on the field; Ma Feifei possessed one tier-nine spiritual artifact and four tier-eight spiritual artifacts; Yun Qingyang possessed one tier-nine spiritual artifact and eight tier-seven spiritual artifacts...

"Although I know the consequences could be severe, I just like to flirt with death. What can I do when I encounter such a stupid dragon? I'm desperate too..." Looking at Yun Qingyang and the stolen goods in his hands, Ma Feifei couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Yun Qingyang looked at the two eighth-tier spiritual artifacts and one seventh-tier spiritual artifact on the ground, a joyful smile spreading across his face. He grabbed the seventh-tier spiritual artifact and said to Ma Feifei, "This time, there won't be any seventh-tier spiritual artifacts to make up the difference, right?"

"Wow! Qingyang, you're so smart!" Ma Feifei exclaimed, covering her mouth with both hands.

"Hurry up and choose!" Yun Qingyang felt that she had finally made a profit this time, and was overjoyed. She urged him hurriedly, afraid that Ma Feifei would change her mind.

"Sigh~" Ma Feifei sighed and picked up an eighth-tier spiritual weapon.

"Make up... make up the difference." Perhaps he was too happy, Yun Qingyang's speech was a little incoherent.

"Okay, I'll make up for it." Ma Feifei took out a seventh-tier spiritual weapon from her spatial bag and handed it to Yun Qingyang with a disappointed look.

Yun Qingyang snatched the seventh-tier spiritual weapon, held it in his hand, and glanced at the nine seventh-tier spiritual weapons beside him, feeling quite pleased with himself. Winning the price difference from Ma Feifei was enough for Yun Qingyang; nothing else mattered.

"Ahem... I mean, there's another one on the ground." Ma Feifei kindly reminded him.

Yun Qingyang was stunned for a moment, looked down at the eighth-tier spiritual weapon on the ground, and subconsciously asked, "How come there's another one?"

Ma Feifei shrugged and said, "How would I know? But all I know right now is that it's your turn."

If Yun Qingyang takes this eighth-tier spiritual artifact, then Ma Feifei will have no spiritual artifact to take. According to the rules, Yun Qingyang must compensate Ma Feifei with an eighth-tier spiritual artifact or an equivalent amount of Spirit Crystal.

Thinking of this, Yun Qingyang glanced at the seventh-tier spiritual weapon he had just obtained from Ma Feifei, then at the nine seventh-tier spiritual weapons beside him, and quickly stored them in his spatial ring before running outside. "I don't want that eighth-tier spiritual weapon anymore..."