"1, 2, 3... 37 items... 37 Level Six Martial Weapons."

Zhang Menglong seemed to be covered in Doraemon's dimensional pockets, pulling out items that could drive the masters of a Cosmic Empire insane. He took out a total of 37 such items!

The last time there was a brawl, Zhang Menglong promised those Level Six and above Life Forms that he would pay them compensation, and to fulfill his promise, he spent quite a bit of time preparing those things.

At that time, he purchased a large batch of materials because he only roughly estimated it. Anyway, he wasn't short of money for those materials, so he prepared more than needed. After refining everything, a lot of materials were left over.

In line with the principle of not wasting, Zhang Menglong forged a batch of Martial Weapons and elixirs with these surplus materials and kept them on himself.

Among these 37 Martial Weapons, 32 are Level Six Martial Weapons, and the remaining 5 are even Level Seven Martial Weapons!

These items almost caused the likes of Xinuo'an to drool. Even having one of these Martial Weapons could be a trump card when they occasionally encountered some weaker Level Six Life Forms!

"Did he actually say these things are just trash?"

"It's really a feast for the famine and a famine for the feast. Even the master of a Level Five civilization might not have such a weapon, yet he has 37 of them himself. The Ritian Sect is truly wealthy."

"Damn it, he's showing off again!"

But on second thought, isn't this also an opportunity for them?

"Hmph, possessing such treasures, yet he doesn't conceal even a bit. He's practically a walking treasure trove!"

"Even if he has countless treasures on him, he's still just a Level Five Elementary Life Form. He relies on the power of these Martial Weapons to slay that guy just now, but his actual strength couldn't possibly unleash the full power of a Level Six Martial Weapon!"

"That's right, we have hundreds of thousands of people, surely we can deal with just him?"

"What do you all think?" Xinuo'an looked at the other geniuses on the Summit Ranking.

"Such an opportunity can't be missed," Belrut licked his lips. "Luck really is on our side; I just got my hands on a quasi-Level Six Martial Weapon, now there's even better equipment coming our way."

His eyes couldn't suppress the excitement when he saw that black rod Zhang Menglong took out.

As a genius on the Summit Ranking, he had many opportunities to interact with Level Six Life Forms, and his skills were taught to him by a Level Six Life Form who admired him greatly.

His teacher used a rod that was of Level Six Martial Weapon caliber, and he could feel that this rod was even more powerful than his teacher's!

"I don't care how you divide the other things, but I want that rod!" Belrut said. Though he was tempted by the other items, with so many people, even with their strength, amidst the crazy snatching of other Treasure Hunters, they wouldn't gain much.

"Then I want that bow and arrow!"

"I'll take that armor!"

...

12 geniuses from the Summit Ranking immediately divided up 15 of the Martial Weapons, as if these items were already in their hands.

"Hey, you from the Ritian Sect, you're really bold, taking these things out in front of us. Do you even know who we are?" As the highest-ranking person on the Summit Ranking present, Belrut naturally saw himself as the leader of everyone.

"Firstly, it's not bold, it's called arrogance."

"Secondly, my name is not 'hey', I am Chu… I am Zhang Menglong, the 'arrogant' Zhang."

"Thirdly, do you guys know who I am?"

Zhang Menglong's three sentences stunned everyone.

"Let me tell you, I am the founder of the Ritian Sect," Zhang Menglong waved his cloak again, "See these words? First Generation Ritian."

"He is the founder of the Ritian Sect?"

"How's that possible? I heard from our King that during the last slot competition, the Ritian Sect had a Level Nine Life Form appear!"

"What? A Level Nine Life Form? There are less than ten Level Nine Life Forms in the entire universe, right? No wonder they could grab fifty thousand slots."

"It doesn't make any sense. If he were the founder, wouldn't he have to be that Level Nine Life Form? How could he be this Level Five Elementary Life Form?"

"I think it's possible; otherwise, how could he have so many treasures by himself?"

"Exactly, the founder of an organization doesn't necessarily have the strongest power, maybe he just has leadership or some other strong abilities. Look at their Alchemist, who is only a Level Four Life Form. Still, relying on his Alchemy, he has everyone's support."

Zhang Menglong's identity indeed caused a stir, but it didn't frighten or deter them. Instead, they became even more excited.

If he really was the founder of the Ritian Sect, then the treasures on him couldn't be just this little. Maybe they could even find those highly sought-after Power Pills, Divine Strength Pills, or even Ultra Strength Pills on him.

One Power Pill can directly upgrade a Level Five Peak Life Form to a Level Six Life Form, which is a huge temptation for every Treasure Hunter. Once they become a Level Six Life Form, it means endless life and incredible prosperity.

"Zhang Menglong, have you heard of the Summit Ranking?" Belrut asked.

"Summit Ranking? What is that?" Zhang Menglong was indeed unfamiliar with the term.

"Dean, the Summit Ranking, simply put, is a ranking list composed of the strongest ten thousand beings of each Life Level across the universe," Gou Dan immediately explained to Zhang Menglong.

"Oh," Zhang Menglong nodded, "so, you're someone on this Summit Ranking?"

"I, along with those 11, are all on the Summit Ranking for Level Five Life Forms!"

"Pardon me," Zhang Menglong showed a look of surprise.

Seeing Zhang Menglong's expression, they immediately displayed arrogant looks on their faces.

"So what?"

"So what..." These three words immediately silenced Belrut. They didn't fear Zhang Menglong shouting challenges or any other intense actions, but this calm and composed tone made them feel extremely insulted.

"What do you mean by this? Do you look down on us? Do you even know the prestige of the Summit Ranking?"

"Enough with the nonsense, let me break his limbs first!" Xinuo'an was the first to step forward. "Put on your armor and helmet, otherwise I'm afraid you won't even withstand one move from me!"

Level Six Martial Weapons are indeed powerful, but they require strong capability to back them up. In their eyes, Zhang Menglong did not possess such strength.

But Zhang Menglong merely put those things away quietly, then hooked his fingers, "Come on over!"

"I've changed my mind," Xinuo'an said as he walked forward, his malicious aura gradually increasing, "I not only want to break your limbs, but crush them, then throw you into a Cosmic Beast subspecies' nest!"

"Wait!" Zhang Menglong suddenly said.

"What, scared?" Xinuo'an revealed a cruel smile. It seemed that his identity as a Summit Ranking genius still intimidated the so-called founder of the Ritian Sect.

"Scared? That word isn't in my dictionary," Zhang Menglong shook his head, "Oh right, I don't have a dictionary. What I mean is, don't come at me one by one, come all at once, so much time has already been wasted, I'm in a hurry."