CHAPTER 44: CHAPTER 44: SECT LEADER JIANG GENEROUSLY OFFERS ASSISTANCE

After finishing, he then flew into the sky and set off on his return journey to the Feixian Sect.

There’s still one resurrection remaining, so why not push on and attack the Duanmu Family?

He still didn’t know Duanmu Hong’s identity, nor that the Dark Spring Sealing Flame Sword was a Duanmu Family secret art. He wasn’t aware the Duanmu Family had already attacked him twice in the shadows.

Although Duanmu Pool had once come to provoke him, he had killed him.

In Jiang Cheng’s view, they were now even.

At least for now, he didn’t have any pressing hatred against the Duanmu Family.

While flying mid-air, he suddenly remembered something.

Recently, it seemed he’d heard many people saying he was too greedy during his carnage, sweeping away all materials, leaving not even a spirit stone for others.

As a result, there were complaints everywhere, seriously affecting his reputation.

As a King Bi, Brother Cheng still cared about his public image.

After pondering for a long time, he decided to part with some valuables to restore his image.

He rummaged in his storage ring for a while and found a lower-grade spirit stone, throwing it onto the ruined square.

He hesitated for a moment, then finally took out two middle-grade spirit stones.

This was his entire stock, as the rest were all top-grade spirit stones, which he absolutely couldn’t give away.

Feeling like the stones on the ground might go unnoticed among the debris, he lifted the three spirit stones and respectfully placed them on the central long table in front of the main hall of the square.

This way, those loose cultivators coming in should be able to spot them at a glance.

By then, they should realize that Sect Leader Jiang is indeed generous, even intentionally leaving a ’red packet’ for them.

When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Brother Cheng, being an old hand in society, naturally understood these conventional rules.

After doing all of this, he floated away, concealing his actions and name.

Not far along in his flight, he saw the canyon spanning a thousand miles that he had split open with a sword.

To be honest, he had opened a path, making this previously mountain-blocked region much more accessible.

Although, this wasn’t his original intention.

Admiring his masterpiece, Brother Cheng felt a strong sense of achievement.

"Huh, why do I sense a familiar aura?"

"Is Ah Huang here?"

He was highly sensitive to the aura of the World Heart Fragments. Last time when he subdued Ah Huang, he’d died once, and the system thereafter gave him a similar origin aura.

It was of the same type and origin, which is why Ah Huang acknowledged him.

And now, he sensed that same aura again.

Activating the Insight Skill, he quickly discovered a golden question mark under that newly opened path.

"World Heart Fragment..."

"It actually really is!"

Jiang Cheng was overjoyed; the value of this item was evident from how powerful Ah Huang was.

The key was this treasure’s rarity, finding it relied completely on luck.

"It must be the reward and compensation from the Heavenly Dao for my recent generous giveaway, right?"

He was relying on having one more resurrection, not afraid at all of being struck by lightning for his words.

After some excavation, he unearthed a glowing, finger-sized crystal fragment.

Cradled in his palm, the fragment floated, not touching the sky nor the ground, utterly magical.

"Has this fragment not developed its own consciousness?"

It truly came effortlessly.

"Whatever, let’s take it back for Ah Huang to look at!"

Not until half an hour after he left, when the Red Sun Sect welcomed new visitors—the group of loose cultivators from outside.

Not only them, but also some from nearby who rushed over upon hearing the news.

This time they didn’t hold much hope, after all, none of the four sects wiped out before had allowed anyone else to reap benefits.

"With Sect Leader Jiang’s style, we’re definitely making a pointless trip this time."

"Well, trying doesn’t cost anything."

"You don’t know, but Jiang Cheng somehow used magic to even scour away every single spirit stone, truly a divine technique of plucking feathers from flying geese."

"Let’s disperse..."

When they went in, besides being shocked by the ground full of dead people, they were simultaneously infuriated by the stark white ground, cleaned of all valuables.

They couldn’t help silently cursing Jiang Cheng with foul language.

Wishing they could curse him a hundred times.

"Huh, there’s something left here..."

"What?"

"There’s treasure still left?"

"Haha, Jiang Cheng actually slipped up and missed it? So he too has such a day?"

"What treasure is it?"

"Whatever it is, it’s mine!"

"All of you step aside, the treasure belongs to our Celestial Fierce Gang!"

"Who do you think you are, get lost!"

"Put the treasure down!"

"Alright, alright, all of you stop arguing, whoever wants it can take it."

The cultivator who first found the ’treasure’ looked speechless as he pointed at the three spirit stones on the table.

Silence fell across the room.

The groups fighting over it were suddenly awkward, expecting to find some rare treasure, only to see it was just three spirit stones.

And one of them being lower-grade...

They almost went to battle over three spirit stones, spilling blood like rivers.

If word got out, wouldn’t they become a laughingstock?

"Damn that stingy bastard!"

"What is he trying to say with this?"

"Leaving three spirit stones intentionally to humiliate us?"

"Do you think this trivial junk means anything to me?"

"Better watch what you say, Sect Leader Jiang has vast divine techniques, maybe he can hear you right now."

"Exactly, what’s wrong with a bit of humiliation? Why don’t you go find him at the Feixian Sect and settle the account?"

Even those cultivators who admired Jiang Cheng chimed in.

"Sect Leader Jiang left these three spirit stones, there must be some deeper meaning, right?"

Someone shook their head knowingly: "I think these three spirit stones represent the three talents of heaven, earth, and man. Once the mystery within is grasped, a significant breakthrough in cultivation is just around the corner!"

"Wrong, I think it represents the three lights of sun, moon, and star..."

"One small two big, does it symbolize two veins merging in the Sea of Qi?"

Suddenly, the scene turned into a Daoist symposium.

If Jiang Cheng were to witness this scene, he’d likely be quite bewildered.

Meanwhile, inside the Feixian Sect, the Three-Eyed Tiger lay on a soft chair, basking in the flattery of the disciples.

With good food and drinks and being well-attended, it even began to think that this remote and barren place wasn’t too bad after all.

"Master Tiger, you said the sect leader would summon you if he was in danger, so why is there still no sign?"

"Yeah, did the sect leader solve the crisis himself?"

The Three-Eyed Tiger squinted and glanced sideways at Luo Yuan’s third apprentice, Shan Tai.

"What, are you doubting Master Tiger’s authority?"

"Not at all, not at all."

Shan Tai hurriedly waved his hands with a smile.

"We’re just worried about the sect leader, hoping nothing unexpected happens?"

"That kid may have low power, but he’s clever with summoning talismans, don’t worry."

Although the Three-Eyed Tiger said this, it was thinking—it’s been over half a day, did he really die out there?

If that’s the case, then Master Tiger would be completely free.

Thinking of this, it excitedly wagged its little fluffy legs.

A few female disciples nearly couldn’t resist going up to cuddle it again.

This little thing was cuter than a kitten.

But thinking of its power and its vile language, they suddenly found it less adorable.