"Of course! Back in the day, an army of a hundred thousand hunted me down, and I still charged in and out three times, slaughtering them until they didn't dare take another step forward."
Chun Xiaobai was in high spirits. He waved a hand. "Oh, right, you two get a share too!"
"Come on, come on!"
Bai Jin'er's little face had gone pale with fright. She didn't dare use this stolen loot.
She was just about to refuse.
Then Chun Xiaobai pulled a bulging Storage Bag from inside his robes and waved his hand.
Clatter-
A crisp, pleasing series of clinks rang out, and two small mountains of treasure appeared before them.
Each pile contained over twenty manuals of various cultivation techniques, more than a dozen bottles of impressive-looking pills, over a thousand glittering spirit stones, and a radiant upper-grade yellow-tier magical artifact.
"Here, these are yours."
Fang Yuan's eyes instantly went round at the sight of those two piles of treasure. His old man's advice really had been sound.
He would definitely burn two sticks of incense for him when he got back.
Then his flabby belly jiggled as he bent into a deep, ninety-degree bow.
"Thank you for the reward, Great King! Thank you for the reward, Great King!"
He hastily waved his hand, sweeping an entire pile of treasure into his Storage Bag, his eyes narrowing into slits with delight.
Bai Jin'er, meanwhile, instinctively took half a step back.
Reason told her she absolutely must not touch it!
If she did, she would be binding herself to this madman for good. That would be betraying the Sect, condemning herself beyond all redemption!
Her body, however, was all too honest. Not only did she swallow the words caught in her throat, but her little hand rose of its