Chapter 1528

Chapter 1528: The Heist

“The thing is, these top-tier Supreme Divine Artifacts are incredibly rare. Over countless Epochs, only two people in the entire Human Alliance have managed to become Holy Lords thanks to Supreme Divine Artifacts,” avatar number one explained.

“No worries. As long as we nurture the world within those layers properly, it’ll eventually be able to support Holy Lord-level Powerful Beings,” Xu Fan said casually, without a hint of concern.

“Good enough for me.”

“The large world I brought over has been cleared out. When the time comes, have Grape arrange for some humans to settle and develop it,” avatar number two added.

“Just talk to Grape directly about that later,” Xu Fan said before disappearing.

“Looks like the main body is going full lazy mode this time, but hey, it’s not all bad. At least we can take it easy too,” avatar number two remarked.

In the Hidden Spirit Sect, in the garden below the main peak.

Xiong Li was slowly walking, supported by Zhuang Ling.

“Didn’t expect to get ambushed in my first fight and end up this weak,” Xiong Li sighed.

“The Grand Elder already got your revenge. That contest arena was forced to shut down,” Zhuang Ling told him.

Xiong Li was stunned.

“The Grand Elder wrecked the place for me?”

“Not exactly. I heard that anyone who went to that battlefield couldn’t lose.”

“A chaotic saint tore through every defender in the contest arena.”

“No matter who stepped up, the strong ones on their side were guaranteed to lose.”

“The contest arena held on for a while, but eventually, they couldn’t take it anymore and shut down.”

Zhuang Ling replayed the scenes of what had happened for Xiong Li.

“I’ll have to find a way to thank the Grand Elder for going through all that trouble,” Xiong Li said, feeling a bit guilty.

“The Grand Elder’s off traveling through the Chaotic Mist Area right now, so you won’t be seeing him anytime soon.”

“Once you’re feeling better, I’ll take you somewhere to relax,” Zhuang Ling said gently.

“Sounds good.”

Just then, Qian Bing sneaked up to Xiong Li with a mischievous look.

“Senior Brother, I heard you got hurt. Who did it? Let’s get Xiong Li to reclaim our honor!” Qian Bing declared with fake seriousness.

“You’re too weak to reclaim anything,” Xiong Li said, shaking his head at Qian Bing.

“What do you want, anyway?”

“Got some good news!”

“Our sect’s richest guy put together a treasure hunting team and wants to invite a few Great Saints of Chaos to join. Thought you might be interested,” Qian Bing explained.

Hearing this, Xiong Li suddenly remembered something and turned to Zhuang Ling.

“Are we broke now?”

“Not completely. We’ve still got some Primordial Purple Qi crystals left to keep up with our cultivation,” Zhuang Ling replied.

“I’ll join once I’m healed,” Xiong Li said.

“Sure.” Qian Bing nodded.

A super-large Star Ship flew leisurely across the Chaotic Mist Area.

Han Feiyu and Jian Wujie stood at the front of the ship, drinking and chatting.

“It’s nice to have plenty of space. Back in the Three Thousand Realms, I always felt a bit cramped,” Jian Wujie said as he gazed at the vast Chaotic Mist Area.

“Of course! Have you noticed that the energy density here is much higher than where we used to be?”

“And there are so many treasures here; we can’t even dig them all up,” Han Feiyu chuckled.

“Too bad it’s just the two of us on this massive Star Ship,” Jian Wujie sighed.

“Master and Mistress went out to have fun; that’s only natural. They can’t always be tagging along with us,” Han Feiyu remarked.

Just then, a Chaotic Great Saint-level giant beast blocked the path of the Star Ship.

On top of the beast stood a man dressed in a blue robe.

“Friend, what brings you here?” Han Feiyu asked lightly.

“I am Lin Mubai from the Heavenly Beast Sacred Land. May I hitch a ride on your Star Ship?” the man in the blue robe said arrogantly.

“You don’t seem like someone who just wants a ride on our Star Ship,” Jian Wujie said, raising an eyebrow.

“Besides the ride, I’d also like to borrow a few Primordial Supreme Treasures from you, friends.”

“Since both of you are only chaotic saint-level, you probably can’t unleash the full power of those treasures. It’d be better to lend them to me, where they can be put to good use,” the man in blue said with a smirk.

“A Chaotic Great Saint like you, with a chaotic giant beast in tow, thinks it’s fair to rob two chaotic saints?”

“And your name doesn’t check out; there’s no such person in the Heavenly Beast Sacred Land,” Han Feiyu said, already thinking of calling for backup from the sect.

“That’s irrelevant. What matters is whether you’ll hand them over or not.”

The Chaotic Great Saint-level giant beast began circling the Star Ship, plotting its next move.

“Friend, you didn’t even bother to ask about our backgrounds before trying to rob us. What if you’ve bitten off more than you can chew?” Jian Wujie said with a grin.

“Aside from the 32 lineages of Holy Lords, is there anything else I should be afraid of?”

“Just hand over the Primordial Supreme Treasures. My little pet has already caught their scent.”

The man in blue, who had been smiling earlier, now wore a dark expression.

At that moment, a teleportation portal suddenly appeared in front of the Star Ship, and a man radiating a myriad paths’ aura stepped out.

“Uncle Wang, this is the guy trying to rob us,” Han Feiyu pointed at the man in blue.

“Interesting, daring to rob my nephew disciple,” Wang Xuanxin said, looking at the man standing atop the Chaotic Great Saint-level giant beast, and chuckled.

“So you’ve got backup. Looks like I’ll have to use some special methods. You won’t hand them over unless I beat some sense into you.”

A massive aura erupted, and a stream of supreme law locked onto Wang Xuanxin.

“Uncle, I’m recording this. Your heroic moment will be all over the sect’s forum,” Jian Wujie said with a grin.

Wang Xuanxin glanced back at the two and smiled.

“Make sure I look good in the recording.”

The Chaotic Myriad Paths Disk materialized behind Wang Xuanxin, and a colossal chaotic law form emerged.

Seeing this, the two wisely steered the Star Ship out of the battlefield.

From a distance, Han Feiyu and Jian Wujie sipped their drinks and watched the clash of supreme laws unfold.

“Grape, I’m ordering takeout, set B,” Jian Wujie suddenly said.

“Good thinking. After Uncle Wang finishes, we’ll have to treat him to a feast,” Han Feiyu replied.

Just then, the agonized roar of the Chaotic Great Saint-level giant beast echoed in the distance.

“You can’t kill my beast!”

Meanwhile, Han Feiyu and Jian Wujie stared in shock as a heavenly blade of myriad paths materialized in the Chaotic Mist Area, slicing the Chaotic Great Saint-level giant beast in half.

“Xiao Li!!!”

The man in blue’s anguished cry reverberated through the Chaotic Mist Area.

But the sound was quickly silenced.

Wang Xuanxin returned to the Star Ship effortlessly.

“Uncle, you were incredible! That fight must’ve been tough. Let’s get you a drink,” Jian Wujie said.

“Perfect timing. A little drink and chat while enjoying the scenery of the Chaotic Mist Area sounds just right,” Wang Xuanxin said with a smile.