Holy Might (Monthly Ticket Request at Month's End)

"Us common folk sure were happy today."

Qin Sheng strolled along leisurely, feeling the sky was high, the earth vast, and his body and mind utterly refreshed.

"Dezi should have woken up by now. I wonder how he'll react. He should be very excited, right?"

"Daoist friend, don't blame your brothers. Yezi and I are doing this for your own good—we're giving you motivation to keep moving forward."

When people had nothing, they were at their boldest and most willing to fight. They could forge ahead with fierce drive, carrying the vigor to punch a hole through the heavens.

But once they achieved fame and success, they began looking before and after, weighing every gain and loss.

Duan De had so many treasures on him that they were clearly detrimental to his future struggles. He might grow lazy and lose himself amidst his treasures.

For the sake of making this lifetime of Duan De's reincarnation complete, Qin Sheng could only suffer a little loss and take on these things that would wear away at Duan De's will.

If anyone was going to be corrupted, let it be me. Spare my good brother!

After moving far away from the area where the Immortal Cave was located, Qin Sheng began dealing with that treasure basin.

He first erased the methods Duan De had left upon it. This way, even if the man and basin met again in the future, they would meet as strangers.

In the distance, Duan De, who had sensed something, let out a miserable scream.

"Dammit! Don't let me find out who did this, or I won't let you off!"

Ye Fan stood beside him and said sorrowfully,

"Daoist, stop bluffing. Our most urgent task now is finding someone and robbing them of two sets of clothes."

Ye Fan