Inside the Treasury.
"Impressive. There are so many treasures."
After entering the treasury, Xia Ping's eyes lit up. He saw box after box of pills and spirit medicines, along with gold, silver, and jewels. The place was overflowing with treasures—there were even more here than in the Wind-Chasing Thieves' treasury.
He made a rough estimate. The treasures he could see alone were worth at least a hundred billion Federal Coins.
This was the foundation of a massive force that had dominated West Desolate City. They had been entrenched here for over a decade, and who knew how much wealth they had sucked from the people to reach such heights?
But now, all these treasures belonged to him.
If Salida were still alive, he would surely be so furious that he'd faint. He had no idea how much effort he'd spent acquiring this wealth—or how many despicable deeds he'd committed along the way.
Yet now this kid had swept it all away with ease. If Salida had seen this, he would have fought Xia Ping to the death.
"Pack it all up. Every last thing is mine."
Xia Ping excitedly stuffed everything into his Space Ring. In just over ten minutes, he had packed it all away, filling the ring almost to the brim.
He couldn't use so many spirit medicines and pills by himself, but he could sell them for Federal Coins and use the money to buy other precious treasures, improving his martial arts cultivation.
"Let's go."
After clearing out every treasure in the place, Xia Ping left, thoroughly satisfied.
"Hmm?"
As soon as Xia Ping emerged from the treasury, he sensed something and scanned the surroundings with his spiritual power. He immediately discovered that all the Lawless Gang elders had left, apparently fleeing outside the building.
Outside the