"You struck too quickly, Jiang Yi. I still wanted to question him! That old dog always kept a second plan ready. The storeroom must have been nothing but a decoy out in the open!"
Yang Xun felt considerable regret. Sui Liushu must have had substantial wealth, well worth seizing.
It was said that the fastest way for ancient Demonic Cultivators to rise had been to kill others and take their treasures.
Now that Demonic Cultivators belonged to various Dharma Lineages, they rarely did such things.
Their main route to sudden riches had become confiscating estates and exterminating clans to skim off the spoils.
"Don't worry, Grandpa. This entire Fate-Watching Peak will be yours from now on. Search at your leisure, and you'll find it eventually."
Jiang Yi drew the Bing and Ding Fire into his fontanel, returning it to the Inner Mansion of the Origin Gate.
The flowing spiritual liquid he had painstakingly accumulated at the Merit Oversight Court had diminished somewhat during this "magical duel."
He estimated that it would take three to five days of nurturing to recover.
No wonder disciples of Men-tier and Sect-tier lineages so rarely bothered with "Dharma assemblies" or "sword contests."
Where would they find the reserves to squander like that? They did not even have enough Spirit Resources and Spirit Materials for cultivation!
As for Sui Liushu's secret "private treasury," Jiang Yi would perform Supplicating the Heavenly Book later.
But there was no need to rush right now. Sun-Watching Peak was probably watching this place.
The moment Sui Liushu died, Liu Huan would hurry over to retrieve the remaining half of the Dharma Lineage Talisman Edict.
Sure enough.
Before long.
A surging stream chimed as it silently gathered, coming to rest outside the mansion atop Fate-Watching Peak.
Then it transformed into a middle-aged