38: The Holy Lord cried: Please, please stop exploiting us!

"Boom!"

A dull thud.

The Great Luo Holy Master's face, which was originally fairly handsome, made intimate contact with the hard bluestone floor.

Li Daoxuan's slap looked light and airy, but it actually contained a trace of Great Emperor Law, directly sealing all the Spiritual Qi within his body.

Now, apart from his Physical Body being slightly stronger than a Mortal's, he was no different from a frail old man.

"No... impossible..."

The Great Luo Holy Master struggled to crawl up, but discovered he felt as if he were being pressed down by an invisible divine mountain; he couldn't even move a single finger.

He, a dignified Peak Nascent Soul expert, one of the overlords of the Eastern Wasteland, had actually been slapped to the ground?

What kind of monster was this person?!

"Why are you all just standing there stunned?"

Li Daoxuan ignored the salted fish still squirming on the ground and waved to the group of Disciples behind him who were watching in a daze.

"Professional teams must have professional standards."

"Senior Brother, clear the path; Second Senior Brother, do the demolition; Third Senior Sister, keep watch; Fourth Junior Brother, do the moving."

"As for Da Huang..."

Li Daoxuan glanced at the dog that was already digging the ground in excitement.

"You are responsible for checking for any fish that slipped through the net, and by the way, see if there is anything delicious in their cafeteria."

"Woof! (Understood!)"

Da Huang barked, turned into a streak of yellow lightning, and was the first to rush into the Sacred Land that had already turned into ruins.

"Let's go too!"

Xiao Chen and the others reacted, their eyes shining, rushing in while howling like Huskies on adrenaline.

They were familiar with this line of work!

Back at the Shi family, they had emptied the treasury; now, it was just changing locations and doing it all over again.

"No—!!!"

The Great Luo Holy Master lay on the ground, watching that group of "bandits" who were like wolves and tigers rush into his lair, letting out a heart-wrenching scream.

That was the foundation the Great Luo Sacred Land had accumulated over ten thousand years!

It was his hope for advancing to the Soul Transformation Stage in the future!

"Senior! Senior, spare me!"

The Great Luo Holy Master completely gave up resistance and started kowtowing frantically, making the bluestone floor thud loudly.

"I was wrong! I had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai! I shouldn't have provoked your sect!"

"I beg you to show mercy and spare my Great Luo Sacred Land!"

Li Daoxuan squatted down, patted his tear-stained old face, and said earnestly:

"If you had known this would happen, why did you act that way in the beginning?"

"Tell me, couldn't you have just stayed at home? Why did you have to run out and cause trouble?"

"You startled my Disciple's Cultivation and interrupted my beloved dog's lunch."

"Someone has to pay for this emotional distress, right?"

Li Daoxuan said it righteously.

The Great Luo Holy Master wanted to cry.

Who was startling whom?

Your dog collapsed a dozen of my mountain peaks with one bark, and now you're blaming me?

Is there any justice left?!

But he dared not say it.

He could only nod frantically like a chick pecking at rice: "Yes, yes, yes, I should compensate, I should compensate!"

...

Great Luo Sacred Land, Treasury.

"Boom!"

Shi Tian swung his hoe down, and the gate made of thousand-year black iron, engraved with defensive Formations, was smashed out of shape and collapsed with a bang.

"It's open, it's open!"

Shi Tian shouted excitedly.

Behind the door was a blindingly brilliant display of treasures.

Spirit Stones were piled like mountains, Magic Treasures shone brightly, and the scent of Medicinal Pills was intoxicating.

"Wow—"

The few inexperienced Disciples immediately let out gasps of amazement like country bumpkins entering the city.

"We're rich! Senior Brother, we've really struck it rich this time!" Ye Fan rubbed his hands, his eyes turning into the shape of Spirit Stones.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and move it!"

As the Senior Brother, Xiao Chen had the most "professional standards."

He waved his hand and issued the combat order.

"Take what you need, quick battle, quick decision!"

"Yes!"

An organized and disciplined "zero-dollar shopping" event officially kicked off.

Xiao Chen headed straight for the weapon rack.

He ignored the shiny swords, spears, and sticks, his gaze locking precisely onto a row of ancient sword cases.

"Heavy Black Iron Sword? Not bad, can be used as a spare brick."

"Seven-Star Dragon Abyss? Good sword, taking it."

"And this... huh? Why is there a pink gemstone embedded in the hilt? Too girly, don't want it."

Leng Yanran drifted toward the Medicinal Pill area.

But she didn't pick those holy healing medicines, instead specifically picking out poisons with skulls painted on the bottles, the kind that clearly weren't legitimate items.

"Red-Crowned Crane poison? Too low-level."

"Seven-Step Soul-Severing Powder? Hmm, this is okay, I can study the recipe later."

"This is... the ancient strange poison 'Smiling Half-Step Stagger'? Good stuff! Taking it all!"

Ye Fan's goal was the clearest.

He dove straight for the pile of Ore piled like a mountain.

These were all Ores containing pure Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, the essential rations for the Archaic Sacred Body to Cultivate.

He directly summoned the myriad things mother qi cauldron, aiming the cauldron's mouth at the mountain of Ore, and started absorbing it crazily like a vacuum cleaner.

"Slurp—"

A small mountain heap vanished in an instant.

And Shi Tian.

This Second Senior Brother's focus was always so unique.

He bypassed all the Magic Treasures and Medicinal Pills, heading straight for the food ingredient section at the very back of the treasury.

"Thousand-year Snow Lotus? Too vegetarian."

"Ten-thousand-year Polygonum multiflorum? A bit bitter."

"Wow! There's actually dried meat of a three-headed six-armed demonic ape here! And Dragon tendons! We're rich, we're rich!"

Shi Tian hugged a pile of dried meat, drool flowing all over the floor.

Even Da Huang returned fully loaded.

It didn't know which corner it dug the "Divine Beast special ration" out of, which the Great Luo Sacred Land had treasured for three thousand years; a big bag, it carried it all away.

In just the time it takes to burn an incense stick.

The treasury, which was originally filled with dazzling treasures and wealthy enough to rival a nation, became cleaner than if a dog had licked it.

Truly... not a blade of grass left.

When the Disciples walked out, satisfied.

The Great Luo Holy Master, lying on the ground, felt his heart bleeding as he saw what they were holding in their hands.

That was... that was the Star Sand he had prepared to refine his Lifebound Treasure!

And that bottle of "Smiling Half-Step Stagger" was something he had barely survived getting back from an ancient ruin!

What made him want to vomit blood the most was.

That blockhead Ye Fan, he wasn't satisfied even after emptying the Ore.

He actually...

He was actually prying up the floor tiles!

"Senior Brother, these floor tiles seem to be good stuff too, they're paved with warm jade, it must be very comfortable to sleep on them in winter!"

"Makes sense! Pry them all up! Don't leave a single one!"

Watching the floor tiles of his own treasury being pried up one by one, the Great Luo Holy Master finally collapsed.

He no longer cared about the dignity of a Holy Master, hugging Li Daoxuan's thigh, with snot and tears streaming down.

"Senior! Ancestor! I beg you!"

"You can take all the items, I don't feel bad!"

"But these floor tiles... please just leave these floor tiles for us!"

"This is the last bit of face our Great Luo Sacred Land has left!"

"You're prying up even the floor tiles, isn't that too much?!"

Li Daoxuan looked down, watching the Holy Master hugging his thigh and crying like a three-hundred-pound child, a trace of pity appearing on his face.

It seems... it is a bit too much.

You can't just keep shearing the same sheep to death.

He sighed and reached into his robe.

He fished out a... Low-Grade Spirit Stone.

He tossed that Spirit Stone in front of the Great Luo Holy Master, making a crisp sound.

"Alright, stop crying."

"Look at you, you're a Holy Master after all, what does it look like to be crying and wailing?"

Li Daoxuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky, his tone carrying a trace of an expert's generosity and indifference.

"I am not an unreasonable person."

"I didn't take the things in your treasury for free."

"This Spirit Stone shall be... the buyout fee."

"From now on, we are even."