On the Heavenly Sword Peak, Lu Ye was bare-chested and covered in wounds. Yiyi was cleaning his wounds, applying medicinal herbs, and carefully bandaging them.
Although the battle with the demoness had been difficult, he had fought to his heart's content.
With his current strength, there was no one in the entire Spirit Stream Battlefield who could be his match.
Before he had ascended to the Heavenly Rank, Lan Ziyi might have been able to fight him. However, after he had ascended to the Heavenly Rank, even Lan Ziyi had to step aside.
In the past two months, Lan Ziyi, who was ranked second on the Spirit Stream List, had not challenged him. This was the best proof.
The only ones who could fight him were the overlord-level existences.
There was no winner or loser in this battle. It could be said that both sides were winners and losers. Both he and the demoness had suffered different degrees of injuries. At the end of the battle, both of them were about to run out of oil.
After the battle, the demoness quickly left. Although she was not very smart, she knew that it was not suitable for her to show her face in front of others in her current state. Who knew where she was hiding to recuperate.
Lu Ye did not leave. He had to wait here for the people from the Myriad Devil Ridge to deliver the items.
Under the night sky, the sound of someone stepping on dried leaves could be heard.
Hu Po immediately entered a state of alert. Yiyi also looked around vigilantly. Lu Ye sat cross-legged and held the Mountain Pan Saber.
This was his weakest moment. If the people from the Myriad Devil Ridge really wanted to kill him, this was the best time to do so.
A figure appeared not far in front of Lu Ye. Judging by his attire, it was obviously a ghost cultivator. The ghost cultivator stood ten feet away from Lu Ye and cupped his fists. Then, he raised his hand and threw a bulging storage pouch at Lu Ye.
Yiyi raised her hand and caught it. When she looked up again, the ghost cultivator had disappeared. From the beginning to the end, that person had not said a word, nor did he reveal his background.
Yiyi thought for a moment and quickly opened the storage pouch. She found a jade token from the storage pouch. There were three large words engraved on the jade token. It was the name of a force from the Myriad Devil Ridge in the Core Circle.
Lu Ye said softly, and Lu Ye nodded slightly, indicating that she understood.
After the first ghost cultivator appeared, more and more ghost cultivators appeared one after another. They threw a storage pouch at Lu Ye from afar and then fled without a word.
Spending money to avoid calamity was not something to be proud of, so the ghost cultivators who came to hand over their belongings all remained silent. In any case, there was information left in the storage bags, so Lu Ye would know which sect had given the items and which had not.
A moment later, storage pouches were thrown out from all directions like rain. Yiyi didn't have time to collect them.
Many of the ghost cultivators who came to deliver the goods didn't even show their faces. They just threw out their storage bags from afar. After confirming that Lu Ye had collected them, their mission was considered complete.
At this time, there were still three days left until the ten-day deadline that Lu Ye had set!
Originally, the ghost cultivators who had come to deliver the supplies had made up their minds to wait until the last day. However, after the battle between Lu Ye and the demoness, the Myriad Demon Ridge had completely lost their temper.
The current Lu Ye was already publicly acknowledged as a cultivator that had ascended to the position of an overlord, creating an unprecedented precedent. Which sect in the Myriad Devil Ridge would dare act rashly?
What's more, there were also the previous examples of twenty-three sects being destroyed.
Originally, some sects were prepared to bargain with Lu Ye to see if they could pay less. After all, even for a first-grade sect, it was not easy to take out three hundred thousand merit points at once.
But now, they couldn't say anything. In the face of an overlord, spending money to buy safety was something they could accept.
By daybreak, there were as many as four to five hundred storage pouches in front of Lu Ye.
Yiyi was a little dizzy. Looking at the storage pouches, she murmured, "Lu Ye, we're rich!"
"We're rich!" Lu Ye nodded heavily.
After handing over the ten-point map to Yiyi, she would be in charge of checking the valuables. Checking the markings on the map to see if the Myriad Demon Ridge factions had handed over enough valuables was a tedious task. Yiyi was the most suitable person for this task.
After all, Lu Ye still had to recuperate.
"By the way, leave the storage pouch of the Wild Blade Sect." Lu Ye ordered again.
"Oh."
Three days later, Lu Ye's injuries were more or less healed. The items in the hundreds of storage pouches were also counted and sorted out by Yiyi, putting all the different types of belongings together.
Even if they were carefully organized, the items in the hundreds of storage pouches couldn't be packed into a single storage pouch. There were too many things.
In the end, there were still nearly thirty storage pouches, each filled to the brim. Lu Ye couldn't help but frown. With so many storage pouches hanging on his body, it was more or less an eyesore. Moreover, it would affect his fighting ability …
But there was no way around it. How many people could understand the troubles of being rich?
However, according to Yiyi's ten-point map, except for the twenty-three sects that Lu Ye had destroyed, all the other sects in the Myriad Demon Ridge had delivered goods. Not a single one was left out.
"This is from the Wild Blade Sect." Yiyi handed a separate storage pouch to Lu Ye. Opening it, Lu Ye saw all sorts of things inside. There were pills, spirit stones, spirit weapons, and herbs. Lu Ye couldn't estimate the value of all of them, but the Wild Blade Sect was a first-grade sect in Dingzhou. Since they had chosen to pay for it, the value of the items in the pouch should be at least three hundred thousand merit points.
"Do you think there's three hundred thousand merit points in here?" Lu Ye asked Yiyi.
"Yes … I think so?" Yiyi wasn't sure either. She had a faint feeling that Lu Ye was up to no good.
"If you can't be sure, then there's none!" Lu Ye was suddenly filled with killing intent. "The Wild Blade Sect sure has guts. It seems they don't want their base anymore."
Yiyi's eyes twitched. "What are you going to do?" She didn't know why Lu Ye was targeting the Wild Blade Sect.
"To the Wild Blade Sect!" Lu Ye stood up, took out his flying spirit weapon, and soared into the sky.
Half a day later, Lu Ye's figure landed in front of the Wild Blade Sect's base.
Immediately, a Wild Blade Sect cultivator sensed the commotion and came to investigate. He immediately saw a young man with a ring of storage pouches hanging from his waist.
The cultivator was stunned when he saw the storage pouches hanging from his abdomen all the way to the back of his waist.
He had never seen a person carry so many storage pouches around. Lu Ye's current state was just short of the word "rich" engraved on his forehead.
Looking at the young man's face, the cultivator's expression changed drastically. "Lu Yiye!"
Lu Ye ignored him and activated the Insight Spirit Mark to observe the formation nodes in front of him, then threw out a few formation flags.
"Lu Yiye, what are you doing?" The cultivator couldn't help but shout.
It was rumored that Lu Yiye had a unique skill when it came to breaking through formations. The sects that had been attacked by him first had their bases infiltrated by him using special methods and slaughtered.
So when he saw Lu Ye's actions, the cultivator panicked.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Ye had already lifted a corner of the grand formation and walked in leisurely.
The cultivator immediately took a few steps back and raised his hand to grab his spirit weapon. Although he was terrified, he shouted, "Lu Yiye is attacking!"
In an instant, the entire Wild Blade Sect's base was in an uproar. Figures flew over from all directions and stood dozens of feet in front of Lu Ye, waiting for him.
As expected of a first-grade sect's base, the response was extremely fast. In less than ten breaths of time after the person shouted, dozens of people had gathered.
Although they had heard of Lu Ye, it was the first time they had seen him in person. They couldn't help but look up and down and didn't see anything special about him. However, the identity of an overlord-level existence couldn't be ignored.
So even if the Wild Blade Sect had a large number of people, the cultivators were still nervous. On the other hand, Lu Ye, who had broken into the defensive formation alone, was very calm.
A man with a decent appearance stepped out and asked in a deep voice, "Lu Yiye, what do you want by breaking into my Wild Blade Sect's base?"
Those who could stand out and speak at this time were either the guardian or the deputy. The others didn't have the qualifications to do so.
Lu Ye threw the storage bag in his hand to the man.
The man caught it and opened it with a frown. He quickly put it away with an ugly expression, "What's the meaning of this?"
This storage bag was clearly passed through his hands to a ghost cultivator in the sect and then sent to the Sky Sword Peak.
It was also the property worth 300,000 merit points that the Wild Blade Sect paid for it.
Lu Yiye suddenly returned the storage bag untouched. Obviously, he didn't come with good intentions.
"It's not enough!"
"Have you checked it carefully?" The man gritted his teeth.
It was impossible that it wasn't enough! This matter was handled by him and a True Lake Stage elder, so he knew better than anyone what was in the storage bag and how much it was worth.
Since they chose to pay to avoid disaster, the Wild Blade Sect naturally wouldn't skimp on the property. That would undoubtedly be asking for trouble.
"You can sell it to the Tianji Treasure House now and see if it's worth 300,000 merit points." Lu Ye looked at him expressionlessly.
Although he didn't know the exact value of the property, he was sure that it wouldn't be worth 300,000 merit points if he sold it to the Tianji Treasure House. This was because the price of buying and selling from the Tianji Treasure House was completely different. The difference was almost double.
The man's expression changed, "You're using this method to calculate?" If this was the case, then they would have to pay an equivalent amount of property.
This was too much!
"Is there a problem?"
It wasn't just a problem, it was a big problem!
Moreover, as far as he knew, the other factions in the Myriad Devil Ridge paid based on the price of what they bought from the Tianji Treasure House and not the value of what they sold.
The man was so angry that he laughed, "Lu Yiye, don't be greedy!"
"Are you scolding me?" Lu Ye stared at him.
"I'm not …"
As soon as he finished speaking, his expression changed greatly. Lu Ye's figure suddenly appeared in front of him, leaving behind afterimages. The man hurriedly took out his spiritual weapon to block.
With a boom, the huge force sent the man flying. He fell into the crowd and staggered to his feet, blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth.
His face was full of shock. One had to know that he was ranked in the twenties on the Spirit Stream List, but he couldn't even block a normal attack from Lu Ye!
"Today's matter can't be solved without twenty pieces of saber cultivation experience!" Lu Ye's voice slowly sounded.
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