Zhu Ganglie was speechless and thought to himself, "Well, these bastards actually have a hierarchy of disdain..."

    Qin E continued, "Besides, when you directly collect a world, it seems like you''ve collected all of it, but in reality, the world gets compressed during the process, and a lot of things have to be discarded and worn away.

    Especially those items with owners, who will definitely release them and desperately resist when they are about to die, resulting in the people dying and the treasures gone...

    Even the growing heavenly and earthly treasures would all be wasted.

    Directly collecting a world is only used when there is a lack of time and one is willing to forgo the smaller things to obtain the larger ones.

    Now isn''t it great, all the treasures are here..."

    Qin E, feeling absolutely delighted, was rolling back and forth in the pile of treasures...

    Just then, a loud roar suddenly came from outside: "The Saint is dead! Just died! Still warm!"

    This voice, like thunder, directly penetrated the spatial barriers and transmitted into the Painting Realm.

    Just after stepping out of the grand hall, the six grief-stricken Semi-Saints suddenly heard this voice and were instantly stunned.

    "The Saint is dead?" Their faces showed shock, and then they looked at each other, each seeing the shock and anger in the others'' eyes.

    Inside the grand hall.

    Qin E and Zhu Ganglie were also stunned.

    "Zhu Head, why does this voice sound so familiar?" Qin E asked. Enjoy more content from My Virtual Library Empire

    Zhu Ganglie replied with a sobbing voice, "It seems to be our silly master..."

    Then both of them slapped their foreheads and exclaimed, "Crap, blew our cover!"

    The two of them quickly started to pack things up.

    Almost at the same time, the door was kicked open!

    The six Semi-Saints, led by Brocade-clad Saint, charged back in.

    As soon as they entered, they saw the two guys sticking their butts up and collecting treasures...

    Jin Yi''s eyes were red with anger as he stared at the two sprawled on the treasure pile and accused, "I knew there was something wrong with you! Indeed, you''re not our Saint!"

    "How dare you have the audacity to impersonate our Saint!"

    "Who exactly are you? Aren''t you afraid of our Saint''s retribution?"

    ...

    "Rabbit, can''t you beat him?" Zhu Ganglie asked.

    Qin E rolled his eyes and said, "Of course I can."

    "Then why are we running?" Zhu Ganglie asked.

    Qin E gave Zhu Ganglie a sideways look and said, "Are you a pig? No, that''s right, you are! Do you think with your thieving bald boss bellowing down here, there will only be this one idiot coming? There''s more to come! We can deal with one, slap away two, juggle ten or eight, but what if dozens or hundreds come? Are we supposed to just lie down and let them walk all over us?"

    Zhu Ganglie then understood...

    And then the two started sprinting madly...

    But they had only run a few steps when a jingling of silver bells sounded, and a carriage was coming straight at them.

    The Mad Saint was following behind them, shouting loudly, "Fellow Daoists ahead, stop that rabbit and pig, they''ve taken all the belongings of the Painting Saint''s house!"

    The person inside the carriage, upon hearing this, charged out, waved his hand, and countless white hairs swept towards Qin E and Zhu Ganglie.

    Qin E opened his mouth wide and sucked in all the white hairs, biting them off in one gulp, leading to a howl of pain from the other side...

    Turned out it was a Hedgehog Saint!

    Qin E took the opportunity to grab Zhu Ganglie and turn to run...

    Alas, another Saint appeared on the other side...

    Even from all directions, Saints began to appear one after another.

    Zhu Ganglie panicked, "It''s over, we can''t run!"

    Qin E glanced at him and said, "What''s the rush? Your Lord Rabbit isn''t dead yet! Watch my moves as I juggle them!"

    While speaking, Qin E stuffed Zhu Ganglie into his sleeve, "Shut up, I''ll fight my way out first!"

    Qin E clenched his fists and charged in a direction. The Saint there hadn''t made sense of the situation yet when a giant rabbit burst out from the Chaos, a slap in the face greeting him, leaving him dazed and blurting out, "Fellow Daoist, have you gone mad?"

    And then, that baldy stepped on his face with a bare foot and scrammed.

    By the time he got up and looked back, all he saw was the short tail waggling deviously atop the plump posterior...

    "Catch that rabbit, he''s gutted the Painting Realm; it''s now just an empty shell!" someone behind him shouted.

    Only then did the Saint understand what happened and got up, cursing loudly, "The audacity of that rabbit, where do you think you''re going!"

    In no time, there was one more person after the rabbit...

    Qin E continued his mad dash when a bald man emerged from the Chaos, a burly figure holding a staff, his face fierce.