After the Yin-Yang Immortal Sect sank into the bottomless deep sea, it vanished without a trace. Who would have thought that Immortal Qingshu had now obtained clues to its whereabouts?
After hearing this, Qing Ji gazed at him darkly and said, "The ruins of the Yin-Yang Immortal Sect are incomparably precious, and the Setting Sun Blessed Land is teeming with experts. Why have you invited us to explore them with you?"
"With the strength of my Setting Sun Blessed Land, naturally we could seize it."
Immortal Qingshu paused, his smile fading as he said, "But although the Setting Sun Blessed Land is vast, it also has far too many experts."
"This is my opportunity. If I were to tell the people of the Blessed Land, how could the treasures of the Yin-Yang Immortal Sect possibly fall into my hands?"
Only then did Chen Nianzhi understand Immortal Qingshu's intentions.
Though the Setting Sun Blessed Land was powerful, it had more than seventy immortals. Over twenty of them alone were in the late stages of Ascending Immortal, while above them stood the half-step Earth Immortal Slanting Sun Ancestor and the Earth Immortal Setting Sun Patriarch.
Under such circumstances, if this matter were reported to the Setting Sun Blessed Land, Immortal Qingshu would likely receive very little.
Sure enough, just as Chen Nianzhi had expected, Immortal Qingshu said with dark eyes, "To be honest, if the Setting Sun Immortal Sect were to act..."
"Then according to the rules, the Patriarch would take half for himself, while Slanting Sun Ancestor would also take thirty percent."
"Of the remaining twenty percent, ten percent would go to the immortals who took action. Only ten percent would reach my hands."
"So that was it."
Chen Nianzhi nodded. Although he was greatly tempted by the ruins of the