"Don't we have to hand them over to the sect?"
At Mo Shang's words, surprise appeared on Jiang Zhiwei's face.
"Of course not! Junior Sister Jiang, have you never joined a respectable sect before?" Seeing her reaction, Mo Shang asked helplessly.
He didn't know about other sects, but the Falling Cloud Sect certainly didn't require its disciples to hand over their resources.
The Falling Cloud Sect mainly acquired cultivation resources by taking outside commissions, refining pills and artifacts, and setting up formations for sale, among other things.
Occasionally, its elders even helped other sects relocate to earn a little pocket money. In any case, they never forcibly collected their disciples' cultivation resources.
For example, the last time the Falling Cloud Sect's disciples obtained things in the Secret Realm, they had handed over a huge pile of loot, but they could have kept it all. No one would have forced them.
What they handed over was mostly things they couldn't use or had more of than they needed...
Besides, handing resources over to the sect earned them contribution points, which they could exchange for things useful to them.
For instance, Mo Shang had handed over a ninth-grade pill. Its value was so immense that he would have become sect master on the spot if he hadn't refused.
Whatever else might be said, when it came to benevolence, the Falling Cloud Sect was second to none!
"Then, Senior Brother Mo, why did you ask me to take my things out?" Hearing that, Jiang Zhiwei looked thoroughly puzzled and asked again.
"Hehe, I asked you to bring out your valuables so you could show off the good stuff. We're going fishing with bait in a bit..."
Mo Shang chuckled and explained their upcoming operation to Jiang Zhiwei.
"Senior Brother Mo, is the