Soon, the elder walked out of the treasury, holding a small black cloth bag in his hand about the size of a teacup.
"Here are two hundred and thirty rare treasures of heaven and earth and one thousand three hundred and fifty pills!" The elder handed the black cloth bag to Su Mo.
"Many thanks, senior!" Su Mo felt a surge of great joy in his heart and reached out to take the cloth bag.
However, at that very moment, a sudden change occurred. Heng Chen, who was standing nearby, reached out and snatched the cloth bag away, catching even the elder off guard.
"What do you mean?" Seeing this, Su Mo's expression instantly shifted. This was going a bit too far on the other's part.
If the other party believed that the Chaos Divine Dynasty should not give him treasures, he was entirely free to raise objections with the higher-ups, but direct robbery was far too overbearing.
"Su Mo, you cannot take these treasures away," Heng Chen said with a cold face.
"Give me a reason!" Su Mo said indifferently.
"You are not a disciple of our Chaos Ancient Mountain. Is this reason enough?" Heng Chen sneered and said. It was simply a joke to want to take away so many treasures.
As disciples of the Chaos Ancient Mountain, the treasures they could claim each year were extremely limited. The treasures Su Mo was claiming in a single instance exceeded what he had received over the past thirty years, so how could he not be furious?
"Give me the treasures, or don't blame me for being discourteous!" Cold light flickered in Su Mo's eyes. If not for the fact that the other party was a disciple of the Chaos Ancient Mountain, how could he possibly have exercised such forbearance?