Everyone found Great Righteousness Pavilion's air of absolute certainty rather unpleasant.
The man standing beside Uchiha Madara spat softly. "We don't even know what treasure is on Ten Thousand Flowers Island, yet they're guarding it so tightly. Great Righteousness Pavilion's attitude is seriously sickening."
"Brother, from the way you say that, do you know something?" another cultivator asked.
"Brother, you can't just say things like that. If I knew, would I still be waiting around here?" said the cultivator who had spoken first.
"Fine, then we don't know either," said the other cultivator.
The cultivators looked at one another, all intensely curious about the treasure Great Righteousness Pavilion was so determined to obtain. Not a single one was willing to leave at this point.
Although Great Righteousness Pavilion had kept the news of the treasure tightly under wraps, there was no such thing as a wall that didn't leak. Someone would always get wind of it and send disciples from their sect to follow them.
Of course, some people had stumbled upon this by accident. When they saw how secretive Great Righteousness Pavilion was being, their curiosity was piqued as well. Then word spread from ten to a hundred, from a hundred to a thousand. Everyone came, and the secret was no longer a secret.
However, since it was all based on rumors passed among them, no one knew exactly what treasure on Ten Thousand Flowers Island had Great Righteousness Pavilion so nervous.
Still, some people were daydreaming in broad daylight, harboring a lucky hope that perhaps they were the child of destiny, and that treasure might be fated to belong to them. With such grand dreams in their hearts, how could those cultivators possibly give up? Thus, even though Great Righteousness Pavilion acted tyrannically, they still could not shake