Master Wang and a Windfall

Fang Shu stood in the secret chamber packed with spiritual goods, looking rather speechless.

Joy welled up in him at the sight of so many spiritual goods, and the thought that a thief never left empty-handed immediately sprang to mind. Yet he also truly felt that the two fleshy worms rolling around atop them were an unbearable eyesore.

These were, after all, the assets of his dearest friend, Tian Jinmao!

And how could spiritual goods meant for eating be defiled like this!?

Yet the pair of illicit lovebirds kept rolling around, calling out delightedly as they went:

"Spirit rice like waterfalls, spirit fruit like pebbles! Sweet sister, isn't it blissful here? You didn't go wrong coming with your big brother, did you?"

"Blissful, my ass! If I didn't know a few bedroom tricks, I'd have been stabbed into a hedgehog by now."

The man and woman were busily occupied in the secret chamber. Whether they were confident no outsider could break in or simply too absorbed, neither noticed that a strange living creature had appeared inside.

Fang Shu withdrew his gaze from the spiritual goods and narrowed his eyes at the illicit lovebirds atop the spirit rice and fruit. He reflected that this was precisely the right moment to strike.

After all, if he wanted to delve into Little West Mountain's earth vein later, he would have to pass beneath these rice and fruit bins.

Unless Fang Shu waited patiently for the lovebirds to finish enjoying themselves, risking an ever-greater chance of exposure, he would inevitably have to fight them.

He acted on the thought at once, taking out his Flood Dragon Spine Hundred-Gu Banner.

With a gentle shake of the banner, Gu insects scattered in every direction, densely filling the chamber around the pair of illicit lovebirds.

Even after