"Well... um..."
For a moment, Lu Qingshan had no idea how to explain.
"Martial uncles, here's the thing. That Treasure Vault... is much bigger than you imagine."
"With just this many of us, even moving everything out would probably take half a year!"
"What?!"
"There's a Treasure Vault that big?"
The two elders of the highest seniority, his martial granduncles, were both stunned, strongly suspecting that the brat was pulling their legs.
But on second thought, they felt that was impossible.
Everyone present was either his martial uncle or his martial uncle's martial uncle. Surely the brat wasn't planning to deceive his masters and betray his ancestors?
Besides, his cultivation couldn't be faked, nor could the half-step Heaven Tier Flying Boat he had shown them yesterday.
Something like that would cost at least eight to ten billion spirit stones.
Perhaps the brat really had stumbled into some heaven-defying stroke of dumb luck.
"All right!"
In the end, everyone chose to believe him.
After all, making the trip wouldn't cost them anything. They were bored out of their minds anyway.
Then the group of over seventy boarded Lu Qingshan's Flying Boat and shot out of the Azure Cloud Sect's territory with a whoosh.
Just then, another Flying Boat approached the Azure Cloud Sect from a different direction.
A proud figure stood aboard it. She glanced toward the direction Lu Qingshan had departed, her delicate brows knitting slightly.
"That... looked like a Heaven-Tier Magical Artifact Flying Boat?" Mu Qinglan said in puzzlement.
It had been moving too fast for them to get a clear look. By the time she thought to extend her divine sense, it was already beyond her range.
But after considering it carefully, she felt something was off.
Although the Azure Cloud Sect now had money, it wasn't wealthy