"Alright, I won't stand on ceremony then."
Ning Qi nodded with a smile and kept the three interspatial rings into his spatial bag.
Xiong Lie and the other two were startled.
Why don't you choose?
"Senior Ning..."
Xiong Lie hesitated.
"Is there anything else?"
Ning Qi frowned.
Xiong Lie shook his head. "Nothing, nothing..."
"Since there's nothing else, let's start patrolling this place and leave. Ten years is almost up."
After saying that, Ning Qi turned around and left.
The three of them looked at each other and followed after him with ugly expressions.
They had never expected...
Ning Qi was planning to take all the cultivation resources they had worked so hard to obtain. That was the result of eight years of hard work!
"Fortunately, Lost City can earn some as well. He can't possibly steal our share, right?"
Philo transmitted his voice.
If Ning Qi hadn't killed an early Heaven's Mandate Realm cultivator with a single punch, he would have argued for the cultivation resources.
"Probably not."
Zhang Jingtao was unsure. The best reward for this mission was the Mountain-Moving Armor and the Purple Light Mask, as well as the various gifts and cultivation resources received during the mission. However, the Mountain-Moving Armor had been destroyed by someone, and there were only two Purple Light Masks left. He did not know which one Philo had.
When did Ning Qi send it flying? Even the cultivation resources paid as tribute had been taken away by Ning Qi. Although they wouldn't lose money from this mission, they wouldn't be able to earn anything either...
As soon as Ning Qi's group of four left the Forsaken Land of the Gods, the clean-up team received the news. Before the four reached the entrance of the City Lord's Mansion, Lu Yan brought Liu Zhujun and several other Dragon Rider cultivators over.
"What's going on, you four?" When Lu Yan saw the sorry state of Xiong Lie and the other two, and the fact that Philo had even lost his mask, he could not help but be shocked. One look was enough to tell that they had just experienced a fierce battle. Could it be that there was someone in the Forsaken Land of the Gods who dared to go against the Holy Council?
An envoy from the Forsaken Land? Who would be so reckless?
"We met a lunatic..."
Philo couldn't help but whisper.
In his heart, he hated that tiger-headed cultivator to the bone. If it weren't for that person, they would have had time to sort out the gifts they had received from various places, and they wouldn't have been caught off guard by Ning Qi.
"My four Junior Brothers, are you injured? Who attacked you? I will immediately call a group of cultivators to follow you to the Forsaken Land of the Gods. "
Liu Zhu said.
"No need, the person who attacked has already been killed by Senior Apprentice Brother Ning."
Xiong Lie said.
Only then did Lv Yan look at Ning Qi. Just now, he noticed that compared to the other three's sorry figures, Ning Qi's body was not even stained with a speck of dust. His aura was also much stronger than Xiong Lie and the other two. Obviously, he was the leader of the four.
"The Ancient Star Pavilion is indeed worthy of being a top sect. A mere inner sect disciple already has such strength. How strong are the core disciples, direct disciples, and Chief Head Disciples?"
Lv Yan couldn't help sighing in his heart.
If he knew that Ning Qi was still an outer court disciple, he would probably be even more shocked.
"No wonder Senior Sister Ye seems to value this person so much."
Liu Zhujun glanced at Ning Qi and was suddenly very curious. What kind of face was hidden under this purple mask?
"Since the person who attacked is already dead, then the four of you can follow me to the City Lord's Mansion to rest for a few days. It just so happens that I can introduce to the four of you the operation of Lost City in the past hundred years."
Lv Yan invited them with a slightly respectful tone. Although he was a Heaven's Mandate Realm cultivator and his cultivation was higher than Ning Qi's and company's, Ning Qi's group represented the Holy Assembly and also had the Ancient Star Pavilion behind them. Lost City was only a product of the various forces.
Perhaps next year, the subordinate forces would withdraw from management and he would resign from his position as Commander and leave Lost City. Therefore, the status of the two sides was almost the same.
"That's what I was thinking."
Ning Qi faintly nodded.
Zhang Jingtao's group of three's eyes lit up. Although it was an introduction, wasn't it more like giving gifts? They only needed to ask around to find out about this unspoken rule.
One month later. Lv Yan led a group of Dragon Rider cultivators and sent off Ning Qi's group of four with a smile. Xiong Lie's group of three was in a very low mood. Over the past month, all the gifts that Lv Yan had sent had ended up in Ning Qi's pocket.
They didn't get a single cent! Not long after they left Lost City, Philo suddenly said, "Senior Brother Ning, the four of us came out to do a mission together. We can't just let you take all the benefits, right? For the next year or so, we'll have to patrol the surrounding areas of Lost City.
Why don't we just go back to the sect without gathering? "
"Warrior!"
Zhang Jingtao looked at Philo with a slightly different expression. This was the first time he had seen Philo's courage!
Xiong Lie couldn't help but give Philo a thumbs up behind his back.
What Philo said was exactly what he wanted to say.
Since he had already eaten the meat, he couldn't just leave them some soup, right?
"You seem to be very dissatisfied with me?"
Ning Qi faintly looked at Philo.
Without waiting for Philo to speak, Ning Qi directly smiled and said, "I was just worried about not having an excuse to beat you up. Since you've delivered yourself to me, then I won't be polite."
"What? You dare to harm your fellow sect brothers? "
Philo's face turned pale.
"Harm? It's just a spar. "
Ning Qi smiled as the joints of his fingers continued to crack.
Bang bang bang bang!
Zhang Jingtao and Xiong Lie stood at the side and watched Philo being punched by Ning Qi like a lone boat in a storm. He looked so helpless and weak, as though he could be torn into pieces at any time.
However!
They could only watch and didn't dare to stop him. Otherwise, they would also become a lone boat …
This wasn't a guess, but a certainty.
Even if they used their buttocks to think, they could easily guess that Ning Qi was definitely looking for an excuse to teach them a lesson. They must not come to him!
Therefore …
"Junior Brother Philo, it's been hard on you."
Both of them looked at Philo with a trace of pity in their eyes.
Two hours later.
Ning Qi finally stopped and left.
Another 10 minutes later, Xiong Lie and Zhang Jingtao exchanged glances and slowly walked to Philo and said in a low voice, "Junior Brother Philo, are you … still alive?"
On the ground, all the bones in Philo's body seemed to have been shattered. He was lying limply on the ground like a puddle of snot. Hearing their voices, Philo slowly opened his eyes. There was a trace of fear in his eyes as he said with difficulty, "He … left?"
"Left. The two of us are certain that he has left, that's why we called you."
Zhang Jingtao nodded, "Do you have any healing elixirs? Where do you keep them? I'll get them for you."
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