These old Spirit Transformation monsters certainly had impressive cultivation, but in all the time they had been out here, they had only acted on the first day, setting up a False Array to deal with the Spirit Origin Sect.
Through the dozen or so jobs after that, they had barely lifted a finger, much less used any spiritual power.
Whenever they arrived somewhere, Chun Xiaobai revealed his identity as an Emperor Pavilion Envoy, and the five old fellows stood beside him, raising a hand and gently rubbing thumb against forefinger.
Without another word, the other party handed over hush money.
Later on, they could not even be bothered to shout their slogans.
One suit of Fake Armor, one Demonic Artifact, and five old fellows standing there.
That sealed the deal.
It was no different from picking money up off the ground!
Still, being called "Great King" really did sound rather pleasing.
Chun Xiaobai could not be bothered to quibble over it. "Don't rush."
He rubbed his chin and pondered.
Over the past month or so, they had traveled through twelve of the Eastern Region's Thirty-Six Provinces, paying a visit to practically every sect they could target.
But during their last few jobs, he had noticed a problem.
Take the sect they had visited last night. Mountain patrol disciples were everywhere outside its gates, its Ancestors roamed the grounds, and its Sect-Guardian Formation was active day and night.
If he had not reacted quickly and led everyone around the patrol disciples in time, they would have been caught red-handed.
At that thought, he voiced the doubts he had had last night.
"Have any of you noticed something off about the last few sects we've visited?"
"Something off?" Zhang Xuanhe looked puzzled.
"Was there? I thought everything went quite smoothly."
Sun Wujiu