The True Lords all complained in unison. They had all said Penglai Island was brimming with treasures, yet ever since setting foot on the island, they had not even gotten so much as a single hair.
The moment they entered, they were hunted down by Demon Beasts. They barely had time to hide—how could they go treasure hunting?
"I won't hide it from you all. Since coming in, I've only found this little fellow."
Ye Lin pointed at Dijiang beside him, his face full of helplessness.
At that, Dijiang rolled his eyes at Ye Lin. Give me back my immortal fluid. Talking against your conscience like that—aren't you ashamed of yourself?
"A descendant of an ancient ferocious beast—pretty good. This little fellow has greater talent than the vast majority of us here. His future achievements will not be low."
One mighty expert said with a face full of envy.
"Everyone, since we already know about this, why don't we make a trip to that altar and take a gamble? Since we're here, we can't go back empty-handed."
"Right, let's go for it. It's been so long since I last fought that I can barely find that old hot-blooded spirit anymore. The blood that once boiled in my veins has gone cold."
The mighty experts all spoke bluntly. Ye Lin sighed inwardly. In the end, it was still the enormous benefits that had moved them.
Since ancient times, all living beings had placed profit above all else.
"Since that is the case, let's divide the work clearly. One group will hold off those Demon Beasts, three people will hold back the three Half-Step Heavenly Lord existences, and another group will head straight beneath the altar and bring out all the treasures within. Afterwards, we'll distribute them evenly according to merit."
"I'll