Chapter 407 - Chapter 407: The Tushan Family’s Plan!
Chapter 407: The Tushan Family’s Plan!
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“What’s going on?”
“What happened?”
Tushan Cangyue had forcefully moved them to the Boat of Paramita. Wei Zhengrong, Wei Yuan, and Elder Wei Jiang were all frightened.
Whoosh!
After calming down, they all turned to Tushan Cangyue with inexplicable panic in their eyes.
Even Wei Jiang, who was the strongest among them, felt unprecedented tension and pressure when facing Tushan Cangyue.
He was not a fool.
Previously, the Wicked Trio were so cruel and tyrannical that even the top forces in the eastern region were robbed.
However, no matter how arrogant the Wicked Trio were, they didn’t provoke the Tushan family. They didn’t even get close to them. From this, it could be seen that they were afraid of Tushan Cangyue and the others.
The Tushan family must not be simple to be able to make the Wicked Trio fear them. At the very least, they were certainly not weaker than Wicked Trio.
As such, Wei Jiang’s heart was filled with fear and worry when he and the others were inexplicably teleported here.
At the same time, he was also filled with intense bewilderment and curiosity.
After all, all the treasures and resources on them had been taken away by the Mad Daoist, so they were worthless now. He did not understand what Tushan Cangyue wanted to do.
In fact, Wei Jiang was not the only one who was surprised and puzzled.
At this moment, seeing Tushan Cangyue’s sudden action, everyone, including Yin Siming, was filled with curiosity.
“High Priest, this is the Canglan ancient race outside of Thunder Swamp. They once had a Demigod-realm powerhouse among their ancestors, and their grounds are about eight million miles away from Thunder Swamp,” Wuhuan reported respectfully.
“I know. Canglan ancient race, ten thousand years ago, you dug up our ancestral shrine and robbed our things. Shouldn’t you return them to us now?” Her cold voice slowly sounded.
What? The Tushan family? Something from 10,000 years ago?
Hearing this, Wei Jiang was shocked.
Now, he finally understood Tushan Cangyue’s identity and background, as well as her intention.
At the same time, when they heard that the Canglan ancient race had dug up the ancestral shrine of the Tushan family ten thousand years ago, Tushan Mang and the others on the divine boat were furious.
“Big sister, what did they steal?” Tushan Ruoruo asked curiously.
The others also looked at Tushan Cangyue.
However, she did not answer.
“1 heard that the item from my family has been treated as a treasure by the Canglan ancient race and is being worshipped in your ancestral tomb?”
“This…”
Wei Jiang stuttered, not knowing how to answer.
Boom!
Just as he was hesitating, a vast power of heaven and earth suddenly descended, causing him to kneel heavily on the ground. The bones and tendons in his body emitted a sharp friction sound as if they were about to break. “Speak. Is that thing still there? If you do not answer, 1 will destroy the Canglan ancient race.”
What?
The moment those words were said, Wei Jiang was terrified to the extreme.
“Yes! Yes, yes! That thing is still in the ancestral grave of the Canglan ancient race. For the past 10,000 years, we’ve always treated it as a supreme treasure and didn’t dare to damage it. I hope that your esteemed self can be magnanimous and forgive the sins of the Canglan ancient race. I am willing to return to bring the item back and beg for forgiveness,” Wei Jiang kowtowed and begged.
However, Tushan Cangyue couldn’t care less about his panic and fear.
“I will personally take back what my family has lost. In the past, the Canglan ancient race joined forces with other factions to dig up our ancestral shrine, so how can we just let this go? Not only do 1 want to take back what my family lost, but I also want your Canglan ancient race to pay a thousand times the price.”
After saying that, Tushan Cangyue didn’t care about the fear and hatred of Wei Jiang and the others at all. She immediately cast the Heaven and Earth Shackles on them, sealing all their powers.
In an instant, everyone, including Wei Jiang, had become mortals.
“Tushan Mang, you guys go back to the Great Green Mountain first. 1 have something to do with the Grand Heavenly Master.”
As she spoke, Tushan Cangyue grabbed Wei Jiang, who was lying on the ground, and left the Immemorial Divine Well with Yin Siming on rainbow lights.
“High Priest, are we going to the Canglan ancient race?”
“No. Let’s go find Wicked Trio and share the fruits of victory. As for the Canglan ancient race, there will naturally be people who will deal with them,” Tushan Cangyue said meaningfully.
Hearing this, Yin Siming’s heart skipped a beat. He seemed to understand her plan.
“High Priest, do you want the Wicked Trio to deal with the Canglan ancient race and dig up their ancestral graves?”
“Yes. Ten thousand years ago, an esteemed guest left an item in the Tushan family, but it was snatched away by the Canglan ancient race. I think that Wicked Trio will definitely be very interested in it,” Tushan Cangyue said. “High Priest, what is it?”
“A True God’s corpse.”
What? The corpse of a True God?
Yin Siming’s heart trembled.
Then, a smile appeared on his face.
“High Priest, according to my observations, Wicked Trio seemed to be extremely passionate about corpses. The corpses of those cultivators were all taken away by them, most certainly for other uses. If we tell the news of the True God’s corpse to the Wicked Trio, they will definitely take the bait. This way, we can also take the opportunity to make a fortune. After all, the Wicked Trio have gained quite a lot this time around,” Yin Siming said with a smile.
Tushan Cangyue agreed with his idea.
“In the future, such a good opportunity will probably be hard to come by.”
She immediately followed the voice transmission that Lin Wudao and the others had left behind before they left and headed straight for the golden palace 30,000 miles away.
After leaving the Immemorial Divine Well, Lin Wudao and the other two returned to the golden palace.
Following this, they took out all their gains this time.
Whoosh!
In an instant, a large number of treasures and resources piled up in front of them like a small mountain. The divine light that bloomed shone in all directions.
The three of them were in high spirits.
“This time, we’ve gained a lot. Among these treasures, the most precious ones are the nine Immemorial Divine Talismans, three True God-level treasures, and four incomplete divine weapons. Then, there are the 108 Lesser God-level treasures.”
Inside the palace, the three of them sat together.
Immediately after, the Mad Daoist began to carefully go through the various treasures and resources.
“These things can all be divided. According to the agreement we made with the Tushan family, they will take 70% of the treasures and resources, and we will take 30%. We’ll take 70% of the Immemorial Divine Talismans and they’ll take 30%. In this way, we can obtain six Immemorial Divine Talismans, one divine-level natural treasure, and one incomplete divine weapon. There are also 33 Lesser God-level treasures, as well as various other treasures and resources that are not particularly precious,” The Mad Daoist rubbed his chin and said.
Hearing this, Lin Wudao’s expression remained the same, but Qin Daofu frowned.
“This is too little,” He complained.
Regarding this, the Mad Daoist sighed.
“There’s nothing we can do. These things were all obtained in the Immemorial Divine Well. The members of the Tushan family have seen them too. No matter what, we can’t deny it.”
He didn’t want to give away the treasures in his hands, but he had no choice. They had to!
“To be honest, these treasures and resources are not as useful to the three of us as outsiders think. We still have to rely on the dead to make a fortune. This time around, since we have harvested so many cultivators, that is our greatest gain,” The Mad Daoist said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Qin Daofu, who had a worried expression on his face, also revealed a brilliant smile.
This time, they had made a great fortune from the deceased.
In the Immemorial Divine Well, the Mad Daoist’s cultivation had increased greatly after he had harvested many cultivators. He had reached the final stage of the Divine Wheel realm.
His lifespan increased by 120,000 years. Adding on the original 150,000 years, the lifespan of the Mad Daoist had now reached a terrifying 270,000 years. It could be said that he had truly become rich in an instant.
Compared to the Mad Daoist, Qin Daofu’s gains were not small either.
After expiating the sins of those dead people, his cultivation rose to the perfection stage of the Divine Wheel realm. He was not far from breaking through to the Divine Power realm.
“Hey, that High Priest couldn’t have gotten lost, right? It’s been so long and they haven’t arrived yet?”
After waiting for a long time, the Mad Daoist couldn’t help but complain.
Hearing this, Lin Wudao opened his eyes.
“They’re here.”
Whoosh.
Whoosh.
As soon as he finished speaking, two rainbow lights descended on the golden palace.
Soon after, Tushan Cangyue and Yin Siming pushed the door open and walked in with Wei Jiang..