From Poison Sand Palm to Martial Sainthood
Chapter 136

Poison? When?

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"Exceptionally sharp twin halberds... precious armor... Fourth, Fifth..."

After hearing the two men's account, the chief pondered briefly, then spoke to the two chiefs flanking him.

"Understood, Big Brother!"

Though the chief had not spelled it out, Fourth and Fifth clearly understood his meaning. They exchanged a glance, then headed down toward the foot of the mountain.

"Boss, all three instructors were wielding weapons made of hundred-forged fine iron. Those twin halberds cut through them so easily... could they be Spirit Weapons?"

Just then, Second stepped forward to ask.

"And that precious armor can withstand attacks from Primordial Unity Martial Artists. It probably isn't ordinary spirit armor either..."

Third also leaned in, his face alight with excitement.

For Martial Artists, the importance of Spirit Weapons and spirit armor went without saying.

Take the Martial Artist storming their stronghold below: clad in spirit armor and wielding Spirit Weapons, he could practically fight three opponents at the same cultivation level alone.

Yet all of Great Year Mountain possessed only one Spirit Weapon, and it belonged to the head chief. He treasured it so much that he ordinarily would not even let them look at it.

Now someone had actually delivered such precious treasures to their doorstep. If they seized them, surely he would get a share...

At that thought, Third and Second exchanged glances, each seeing the blazing desire in the other's eyes.

"We can't rush... I've never heard of the Jiang Family possessing Spirit Weapons or spirit armor. This could be a trap. Charging down the mountain recklessly... wouldn't be wise!"

But the head chief's brow remained tightly furrowed, his eyes full of hesitation.

"Boss! We can't just stand here watching either. Let's go down and back them up first. Those three instructors took a great deal of effort to train,

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