In the system of super rich people, handsome men are just tools

Chapter 417 Snatching the Treasure

Looking up at the commotion, Jiu Si guessed what was going on and smiled sinisterly.

Seeing this, the disciple beside him whispered, "Young Master, Yao Ruoyan from the Hehuan Sect has returned. I guess she found out the whereabouts of Huanyuan Grass. Should we send someone to follow her?"

"Go!" Jiu Si waved his hand.

Seeing this, his disciples quietly prepared to leave the crowd.

"what!"

The snow and mist exploded, and screams echoed through the sky.

Jiu Si's smiling face changed, and he turned to look at the two disciples who had exploded. His face was ferocious and terrifying as he glared at the sedan chair that still had residual spiritual energy fluctuations not far away.

"Yunxi, what do you mean?!" he demanded in a shrill voice.

"Chu Jiu Si, whoever blocks my path, I will take their life!" A cold yet languid voice came from inside the sedan chair, accompanied by a surge of spiritual energy.

Chu Jiusi glanced at Mu Xingchen, who was eagerly awaiting the treasure, and gritted his teeth.

Of the four, he wouldn't fare well against Yun Xi in a one-on-one fight, and now that Mu Xingchen's heart and eyes are filled with treasures, he can only endure it.

"Hmph." He turned around and stroked the black coffin beside him, his face so black it could drip ink.

Seeing this, the others retreated and dared not step forward, while the bolder ones prepared to act when the opportunity arose.

In the Chaos Continent, everything depends on chance. Opportunities are bestowed by Heaven, but whether you can seize them depends on yourself.

"Alas, it seems this treasure is not meant for us today. There's the Guiyuan Sect, Mu Xingchen, the Hehuan Sect, and the Wangliang Sect. How easy is it to take something from under their noses?" the people below whispered.

"I dare not argue. Look how easily two Foundation Establishment cultivators died."

"We cultivators are not without a chance..."

When Lin Xiu arrived, he heard these words. When he heard that two Foundation Establishment cultivators had been killed without even appearing, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly looked up at the sky.

They killed two cultivators before they were even born?

Lin Xiu's gaze darted around the area above and ahead as she tried to guess and assess the situation.

A group of people were dressed similarly to her, except for the different colored belts they wore; they were likely inner disciples of the Guiyuan Sect.

As for those dressed in ugly black and red clothes and carrying black coffins, they must be from the Wraith faction.

As for...

Her gaze fell on Mu Xingchen, who was wearing a mask, and the golden and purple gauze sedan chair. A group of disciples in purple robes followed around the sedan chair, but their features were not obvious.

"Fellow Daoist Zhai, why do I see that only the four major sects have come?" Lin Xiu asked subtly.

Zhai Rui smiled upon hearing this, and was about to reply when his junior sister spoke up: "Fellow Daoist Lin, you and your brother are adventuring in the secret realm. You probably haven't heard that the Tianling Sect has already gone to the Sword Tomb. The Tianling Sect cultivates with swords, so the Sword Tomb must be more important than any treasure."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiu suddenly realized that he had read in the book that unlike other sects that use all kinds of magical artifacts, the Tianling Sect specializes in swordsmanship, taking the sword as their body and making it the foundation of their cultivation.

Unexpectedly, the appearance of this precious treasure did not attract them.

"Miss Lingqian, who is the one in purple and the one alone?" Mu Yu asked softly, her gaze falling on the other two groups.

Upon hearing this, Ling Qian beamed with joy and had no doubts.

The story Lin Xiu and Mu Yu fabricated on the way was that Lin Xiu was an outer disciple who entered the secret realm with the rest of the sect. The person beside her was her younger brother, who was still in the Qi Refining stage and had just come from the secular royal city. Therefore, it was understandable that he didn't understand many things.

Although they had doubts about why cultivators in the weapon refining stage would enter the secret realm, Zhai Rui and his companions did not ask any further questions.

Those who can enter the secret realm must be cultivators, and each of them has their own secrets.

Ling Qian looked at Mu Yu with starry eyes and said with a smile, "The one alone is Mu Xingchen, the genius of the Holy Star Sect, and the one in purple is from the Joyful Union Sect. They are both at the half-step Nascent Soul level, but..." Ling Qian said seriously, "Everyone says that the Holy Son of the Joyful Union Sect has an unparalleled appearance, but I think Fellow Daoist Yu is no less so."

"Cough cough!" Zhai Rui and Hang Jing almost lost their balance because of those words.

Hang Jing looked embarrassed and scolded in a low voice, "Keep your voice down, don't let anyone hear you."

Who is the Holy Son of the Hehuan Sect? He kills without blinking an eye.

After saying that, she wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked at Mu Yu again: "Fellow Daoist, please don't be offended. My junior sister is just so outspoken."

"It's alright, Miss Lingqian is so genuine and lovely, I won't take it to heart." Mu Yu smiled gently, not taking it to heart, and gently took Lin Xiu's hand.

"Sister...Sister," he called out awkwardly.

Lingqian's eyes are even brighter, she's so beautiful, and her personality is good too.

Zhai Rui pulled her to the back with a hint of helplessness. His junior sister was good in every way, except that she was not wary and liked pretty people.

Are those beautiful people easy to mess with? Although these two siblings don't seem to have any ill intentions, we must still be wary of them.

Just like the disciples of the Hehuan Sect, each one of them is beautiful and ruthless. It is said that the Holy Son Yunxi once single-handedly massacred the entire sect, leaving no one alive from top to bottom.

Mu Yu looked at Lin Xiu, then at the small green insect that looked like an ordinary bug perched on her shoulder, and quietly waited for Lin Xiu to tell her what to do next.

He had already learned from Ling Qian who the forces ahead were.

Lin Xiu felt as if she had been struck by lightning after hearing what the fat bug had said.

"What did you say? There's divine power inside, and you want me to steal it?"

She looked up in shock at the several forces 'floating' in mid-air. She was running, while they were flying. They could be killed with a single palm strike. How could she possibly fight them?

【Little Green, are you sure you don't want me to end this life quickly?】 She seriously doubted it.

"Pah, pah, pah, what nonsense are you spouting, Master? What do you mean by 'end' or 'end'?" The fat worm whispered in Lin Xiu's ear, "I can sense that the treasure that came out of the spring contains a trace of divine power. The divine power is somewhat like Master's, but I don't know exactly what it is."

Its tone was a bit strange, which shouldn't be the case, but the trace of divine power at the spring couldn't be faked.

"Are you sure?" Lin Xiu twitched her lips. "Then we might be destined to be without divine power."

Those flying in the sky are all high-level cultivators, some even at the half-step Nascent Soul stage. How could it be possible to snatch something from them?

How about not getting blasted to smithereens?

The chubby worm also looked worried, but it thought what it said made sense. Suddenly, it seemed to have thought of something and wriggled its little body closer: "Master, I've thought of a way!"

[What method?] Lin Xiuxin was intrigued.

If there were a way to obtain divine power, that would certainly be even better.

When the treasure is born, chaos will surely ensue, and those mentioned above may not be able to attend to it.

Lin Xiu: [The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind?]

[Yes, Master's blood can draw upon divine power. At that time, all that's needed is a drop of blood containing divine power, and it will naturally come unbidden. Then, we'll use the Swift Wind Talisman to snatch it and run.]

It sounds like a flawless plan.

Lin Xiu stared at the sky in deep thought, remaining silent for a long time before finally clenching her fist.

Fight!

Opportunity is predetermined, and who will seize it is still unknown. Listen to you, let's pull off a big one.

The bold get rich, the timid starve.