No wasted words-just kill!
That was simply too domineering!
Qin Wuyou, however, hadn't thought that much about it. These fellows from the Lingxiao Holy Land hadn't known what was good for them. Killing them was no big deal.
His gaze swept over the many treasures in the secret chamber. After selecting a few, he said casually, "Divide these things among yourselves. Don't waste time."
When the disciples from the Xuantian Holy Land saw that Qin Wuyou had selected only a handful of the many treasures and given them everything else, they were so moved that they nearly cried.
"Grand Martial Ancestor, there's too much here. Please take it yourself! One or two items would be enough for us."
"That's right. We didn't contribute anything, so we shouldn't take any of it. Please take everything, Grand Martial Ancestor."
"Grand Martial Ancestor opened the chamber's barrier. Naturally, all the resources inside should belong to you."
"Grand Martial Ancestor, according to the rules, we aren't entitled to these resources."
Though grateful, these disciples from the Xuantian Holy Land knew their place very well and didn't dare reach for the astonishing treasures before them.
The treasures in this chamber might not have been piled into mountains, but altogether, they could fetch at least several hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones.
To them, that was unimaginable wealth.
After all, as Elite Disciples of the Xuantian Holy Land, they received only twenty or thirty low-grade spirit stones in cultivation resources from their sect each month.
They had never even seen such an enormous fortune.
Suddenly hearing that Qin Wuyou intended to share these resources with them left these Xuantian Holy Land disciples both excited and deeply uneasy.
"What? Will you refuse to listen even to your Grand Martial Ancestor?"
Those words from Qin Wuyou frightened the disciples