He immediately decided to strike while the iron was hot and volunteered. "Great King! While morale is high, let's go pull off another job! We can split the loot afterward!"
Chun Xiaobai naturally had no objection.
And so, the three eagerly ran out again.
This time, however, they only brought back a squad of a hundred.
On the third trip, fifty.
By the fourth trip, they brought back only ten.
It wasn't that their tricks had stopped working. The Cave simply couldn't hold any more people.
Chun Xiaobai decided to divide the spoils first, then move somewhere else and lay fresh bait.
With a grand wave of his hand, he allotted fifty Storage Bags to each person. The four then found separate corners and happily began taking stock.
Yet after sorting through everything, Chun Xiaobai's face darkened.
These Righteous Alliance disciples were too damned poor!
The loot scraped off more than seven hundred people amounted to less than what those two hundred Heavenly Baleful Valley disciples had carried earlier!
Seven hundred squad leaders!
Altogether, they had only two thousand spirit herbs, and he had swallowed nearly five hundred just to take them down!
All their scattered spirit stones added up to barely a hundred thousand or so.
Still, the Storage Bags did contain quite a few pill-filled gourds and Magical Artifacts.
Those would be just right for stocking the armory of his future mountain stronghold.
After organizing the spoils, Chun Xiaobai personally took the other three out to look around.
The four traveled nearly a thousand miles. Aside from occasionally encountering a few low-tier Demon Beasts out foraging and signs of battle everywhere, they didn't see so much as a hair of another person.
Not only were the Heavenly Baleful Valley disciples nowhere to be seen, even the Righteous