Published: February 26, 2025
At this moment, Tan Yun stepped on Zhao Wuzhong's chest and coldly said, "This Spatial Gold Flowing Sand mine is mine. You all should leave."
“Then get lost. This matter is settled!”
Hearing this, Zhao Wuzhong gritted his teeth in pain and shook his head, “Young Master Jing, I cannot give you the Spatial Gold Flowing Sand. It belongs to my cousin and Senior Yang.”
“The mine was discovered by the Baijia Army. You seized it from us. I’m telling you to hand it over, so just do it without any fuss!”
“Hand it over!”
As Tan Yun reprimanded him, he gradually increased the force of his right foot, causing Zhao Wuzhong's chest to slowly cave in, blood spraying from his mouth.
“Okay... I’ll give it... I’ll give it...” Zhao Wuzhong stammered, flipping his right hand to produce a Divine Ring.
With a wave of Tan Yun’s hand, the Divine Ring was drawn into his palm. Tan Yun released his divine consciousness into it and found it filled with shimmering golden Spatial Sand, piled high to over a hundred feet.
It was undoubtedly the Spatial Gold Flowing Sand.
After putting away the ring, Tan Yun bent down to remove the Divine Ring from Zhao Wuzhong's finger, only to find it empty of Spatial Gold Flowing Sand.
“Smack!” Tan Yun threw the Divine Ring onto Zhao Wuzhong’s face and turned to the hundred-plus young saints, undoubtedly asking, “Do you have any on you?”
All the young saints shook their heads, telling Tan Yun that the mined Spatial Gold Flowing Sand was kept by Zhao Wuzhong and that they had none on them.
Regardless of whether the hundreds were telling the truth or not, Tan Yun made them take off their Divine Rings for a thorough check, and indeed found no Spatial Gold Flowing Sand.
Tan Yun lifted his right foot off Zhao Wuzhong's chest and said lightly, “You can leave now.”
“Remember to tell my third brother and fourth sister not to be too overbearing, and to avoid touching other people's things.”
“Get lost!”
Seeing Tan Yun speak, a young saint summoned a Divine Vessel, quickly lifting Zhao Wuzhong onto it.
Then, riding the Divine Vessel, they soared into the sky, heading out of the Primordial Chaos Mountain Range.
“Uncle, let’s continue mining now.” Tan Yun smiled.
“Okay.” Young Commander Baifeng replied, summoning a temple from his sleeves. Immediately, thirty thousand from the Baijia Army flew out of the temple, starting to mine the Spatial Gold Flowing Sand.
Young Commander Baifeng looked at Tan Yun with a serious expression and said, “Yun’er, should we leave this place quickly?”
“Zhao Wuzhong will definitely tell Zhao Wuyi and Yang Yuxin about this. I’m worried they may come and cause you trouble.”
Tan Yun confidently said, “Uncle, there’s no need to worry. When soldiers come, we will block them, and when water comes, we will bury it. The mine is ours; what’s there to fear?”
“If they want to come, then let them come!”
……
Time flew by, and a month later.
The Divine Vessel carrying hundreds of people hovered outside the Primordial Chaos Divine City.
By now, Zhao Wuzhong had recovered from his injuries. After greeting the divine general guarding the Divine Gate, the general opened the city gates.
Then, Zhao Wuzhong piloted the Divine Vessel into the Primordial Chaos Divine City, heading straight towards the picturesque mountains behind the Primordial Chaos Divine Mountain.
Deep within the mountains, there were nine main peaks.
The temple where Celestial Master Mu Zhen resided and cultivated was on the first peak.
On the second peak was the second disciple of Celestial Master Lingxia: Wei Chi Hao.
On the third peak was the third disciple of Celestial Master Lingxia: Zhao Wuyi.
On the fourth peak was Tan Yun’s fourth senior sister, Yang Yuxin's cultivation site.
The fifth peak was for Tan Yun's fifth senior brother, Linghu Ting.
The sixth peak was for Tan Yun's sixth senior sister, Shen Wei.
The seventh peak was for Tan Yun's seventh senior brother, Wu Yu.
The eighth peak was for Tan Yun's eighth senior sister, Luo Yu.