For those who perished in the Dao Profound Realm, the most valuable relics generally came in two kinds.
One was intangible—Dao-method spacetime that could help others comprehend the Dao and cultivate Dao methods.
The other was tangible: the Dao treasures they had possessed in life.
As for things like Chaos Crystals and precious materials, they were comparatively not so rare.
That was because Dao treasures could be said to contain most of a powerhouse's wealth and inheritance.
Beyond the boost to one's strength provided by the Dao treasure itself, the inscriptions carved upon it could also aid cultivation and comprehension.
Moreover, many powerhouses stored their possessions within the inner space of their own Dao treasures.
Thus, when Chang Qinglou and the others learned that Lu Chong had seized three Profound Inscription Dao treasures in one stroke, they could not help but feel shocked and envious.
They had spent years scraping by in the battlefield ruins along this border and the surrounding regions, yet their gains did not even compare to what Lu Chong had acquired in a single year.
Comparing people to people really could make one want to die.
"Congratulations, Senior Brother Lu. Worthy of being a chief of his generation," Li Chunfeng said admiringly.
If they had once believed that their defeat at Lu Chong's hands had involved an element of luck, then now, he was completely convinced.
Without sufficient strength, how could one possibly accomplish this?
Even luck needed the foundation of strength to catch hold of it.
"Yes, Senior Brother. If there's a chance, take us junior brothers along to make a fortune too," the other inner sect disciples nearby could not help saying.
After Lu Chong became an inspector, these supervisors could barely be considered his subordinates. Naturally, they wanted to bask in the glow