My Cultivation Prowess Peaks after I Buried the Great Emperor's Corpse

Chapter 404: Struck It Rich!

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Damn it! This Wicked Trio is really shameless. Does that bastard think that the Immemorial Divine Well belongs to him alone? High Priest, are we just going to watch?”

On the Boat of Paramita, Xie Wuyou clenched his fists and asked unwillingly.

Looking at the rare treasures that were spurting out of the Immemorial Divine Well and falling into the hands of the Mad Daoist, he felt his heart was bleeding. Not being able to get what one wanted was the greatest torture.

In fact, Xie Wuyou wasn’t the only one. Tushan Mang and Wu Huan also frowned, their eyes filled with a strong desire.

“High Priest, we can’t let Wicked Trio take all the treasures in the well, right?” Wu Huan took a deep breath and said.

“That’s right! The Wicked Trio already robbed so many treasures and resources, yet they still want to occupy the Immemorial Divine Well? Don’t they have some sense of shame? High Priest, we can’t just watch like this. With our divine artifact, we need not be afraid of them. Besides, didn’t we come here for these treasures?” Tushan Mang growled.

He looked impatient as he wanted to rush over and snatch all the treasures from the Mad Daoist.

If those things were offered to the Qingshan Great God, they would certainly be worth a lot of merits.

At that time, with the grace of the Qingshan Great God, their strength would increase greatly again.

Thinking of this, Tushan Mang rubbed his palms together, prepared to fight. He fixed his eyes on Tushan Cangyue, waiting for her order to rush over and take the treasures.

After all, they had a divine artifact, so they need not be afraid of Wicked Trio.

“Hehe…”

Tushan Cangyue didn’t respond to the anxiety of Tushan Mang and the others. She remained calm and indifferent.

Yin Siming, who was next to her, had a faint smile on his face.

“Everyone, don’t be anxious. What should be ours will be ours, and it’s useless to force what shouldn’t be ours. We just need to wait patiently.”

Wait? Just wait like this?

Everyone looked at each other in confusion.

“Grand Heavenly Master, how long do we have to wait?”

“Yeah, if we wait any longer, it’ll be too late.”

“I think the Wicked Trio didn’t come to rob us because they were afraid. We should take the opportunity to get a piece of the pie.”

Everyone discussed.

In response, Yin Siming only smiled mysteriously and did not say anything else.

At this moment, he naturally couldn’t say that the Tushan family of Great Green Mountain was on the same side as the Wicked Trio. That would be too eye-catching.

Tushan Mang and the other two didn’t know what Tushan Cangyue and Yin Siming were thinking. What they wanted the most right now was to take the treasures in the Immemorial Divine Well.

However, without Tushan Cangyue’s order, no matter how eager and unwilling they were, they didn’t dare to act rashly.

Therefore, the three of them could only suppress the impulse in their hearts and watch as the Mad Daoist took all the treasures.

Just like that, time passed by bit by bit.

About fifteen minutes later, the Immemorial Divine Well stopped erupting.

Seeing this, the Mad Daoist pulled in the net in his hand.

At a glance, one could see a ball of vast divine light in the huge net. Many treasures were piled up together, glowing like a small sun.

This scene made the surrounding cultivators envious to the extreme.

“Hahaha, we’re rich! Brother Ren, there are a total of 108 Lesser God-level natural treasures, and all of them are of the highest quality. Other than that, there is also a divine medicine, a divine material, and a divine spiritual root. This time around, we have really struck it rich! Haha!”

Beside the Immemorial Divine Well, looking at the many treasures in the net, the Mad Daoist was so excited that his face almost cracked from laughing.

Similarly, Lin Wudao and Qin Daofu revealed joyful smiles. This time they had struck it rich!

“Sigh, it’s a pity that we have to give 70% of these treasures to the Tushan family. It’s like giving them my life.”

Qin Daofu’s face was filled with heartache.

“There’s nothing we can do about it. That High Priest of the Tushan family is extremely hard to deal with. If she causes trouble, we won’t be able to operate so smoothly. At that time, there’s a high possibility that everything will be ruined. Besides, there are 108 natural treasures here, plus three divine items. Even if we give them 70% of them, we still have a harvest.”

“Moreover, the following Immemorial Divine Talismans are the real highlight. According to the agreement, we can get 70% of the Immemorial Divine Talismans. When the time comes, we can use them to strengthen the weapons in our hands. With this, we’ve still gained a huge profit,” The Mad Daoist said in a deep voice.

Although he didn’t want to give away the treasures either, the people of the Tushan Family were right there, and he couldn’t possibly hide the treasures.

This was the first time they were working together. The Mad Daoist didn’t want to make his relationship with the Tushan family too bad just for some Lesser God-level treasures.

After all, they might continue to cooperate in the future.

“Let’s put away these treasures first. Next, we will act according to the plan. The Immemorial Divine Talismans are the most important,” Lin Wudao sent a voice transmission.

Hearing this, the Mad Daoist and Qin Daofu looked at each other and immediately put away all the treasures.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

At this moment, the Immemorial Divine Well burst out with dazzling divine light again.

Immediately after, under everyone’s excited gazes, ten intense divine lights rushed out of the Immemorial Divine Well.

Finally, they turned into ten ancient golden jade talismans in the air. Divine light circulated on the talismans and their divine might was boundless.

“The Immemorial Divine Talismans!”

Looking at the ten golden jade talismans, everyone’s spirits were lifted.

Tian Yangzi, Feng Xuanlie, and the others had strong yearning and desire in their eyes. Even Wu Qingyu was no exception.

However, they did not dare to act rashly.

This was because the Wicked Trio was looking at the talismans like tigers eyeing their prey.

Whoosh!

The moment the ten Immemorial Divine Talismans appeared, one of them actually disappeared into thin air. No one present saw how it disappeared. Even Lin Wudao could not capture its trajectory.

“Looks like that Immemorial Divine Talisman must be heading toward where Li Heishui is.”

With a thought, he immediately used the Origin Stone to form a doppelganger and disguised himself as Ying Xuanzhen.

Then, under Lin Wudao’s control, the doppelganger merged into the void and silently arrived above the Immemorial Divine Well.

At the same time, the Mad Daoist extended his palm toward the nine Immemorial Divine Talismans.

Whoosh!

However, just as his palm was about to touch the Immemorial Divine Talismans, a strange figure suddenly appeared in midair.

Then, under everyone’s gaze, the figure snatched the nine Immemorial Divine Talismans.

Silence.

Dead silence.

Seeing this sudden scene, the surrounding cultivators widened their eyes in disbelief.

“That person just now was… Ying Xuanzhen?” Someone in the crowd exclaimed.

“Yes, it’s the Sky Dragon King of the Tianlong Ancient Kingdom, Ying Xuanzhen,” Someone answered with certainty.

“But, wasn’t Ying Xuanzhen kidnapped by Wicked Trio? Moreover, I heard that they are in cahoots.”

“Why is Ying Xuanzhen betraying the Wicked Trio?”

“Hmph, it’s all just a rumor! How could Ying Xuanzhen be in cahoots with Wicked Trio? The Wicked Trio aren’t from the Mountain Mausoleum Area.”

“Maybe they are acting?”

“Hmph, no matter what, the Immemorial Divine Talismans didn’t fall into the hands of Wicked Trio. There will be a good show to watch…”

“Robbers will be robbed! This is retribution…”

The surrounding people were filled with schadenfreude. At this moment, they felt that they had vented their anger.

Compared to their excitement, Tushan Cangyue and Yin Siming, who were on the Boat of Paramita, frowned. Their sharp eyes stared in the direction of the Immemorial Divine Well..