Chapter 328.2: Divvying Up the Spoils (1/2)

“We’re all brothers here, so let’s skip the formalities.” Lu Yun waved a hand. “I want crystals and materials for pills, treasures, talismans, and formations! I have no use for anything else.”

If the six princes hadn’t previously loaned him billions of crystals, he wouldn’t have been able to so easily deal with the emperor’s replica. At the same time, the replica would’ve kept them all there until Bing Xuan returned, then none of them would’ve escaped.

“Senior brother Lu is right! We’re brothers, so what’s mine is yours!” Hearty laughter broke out.

Their transgression this time was on par with punching a hole in the sky—utterly ludicrous and overboard! The North Sea court would be their enemy until the end of time as a result. If their true identities were ever found out, retribution would descend upon Dusk Province and the six troublemakers’ factions.

The monster spirit court wouldn’t be their only problem; Ingress Island and the Dark North Sword Sect would retaliate as well! They were comrades in arms, their fates closely intertwined.

Setting concerns aside, they moved the premium materials and various crystals from their World Chests to storage treasures and handed them to Lu Yun.

He took their gifts without hesitation and swapped them the other treasures, finished pills, talismans, and formation disks.

“A connate-grade treasure!” Jing Dichen’s expression shifted when she picked up a mirror-like treasure.

There had been no connate-grade treasures in the outer vault; they’d all been stashed in the inner vault.

“Connate-grade treasures are too valuable, senior brother Lu. You....” Flustered, she refused the item, but Lu Yun insisted on giving the six troublemakers seven of the connate-grade treasures.

“I know you all have a World Chest each. With its power, you’ll be able to activate these connate-grade treasures.” He shook his head sternly. “Chaotic times are descending upon the world. All six of you possess special bloodlines, which paints a target on your backs. You’ll need these to defend yourselves!”

“But there’s seven of them....”

“Your little sister is coming back to life soon. Consider this a homecoming gift.” He flashed an easy grin.

Despite that, the profligates still wanted to turn him down, but they couldn’t find a good reason to.

Meanwhile, Beigong Chonglou was on the verge of heartbroken tears. There had been nine connate-grade treasures in the inner vault, which had served as Beigong Xuan’s trump cards. They were meant to form the bulk of the firepower needed to reinforce the court’s dominance when the North Sea conquered all bodies of water in the world.

Who would’ve thought that Lu Yun would rob them clean like this?

“Besides, I still have two more.” Lu Yun displayed a black silk dress with a flourish, as well as a dusky, grey orb. “The dress is for Qing Yu,” he chuckled. “The orb is yours, Qing Han. It’s a treasure for both offense and defense. Use it to protect yourself!”

“Tsk, I thought you’ve forgotten about my sister.” Qing Han happily accepted the treasures and tucked them away.

“Strange,” Lu Yun said hesitantly, cocking his head. “Why do I feel like Qing Yu is always with me?”

Qing Han wisely shut his mouth and avoided further ribbing.