"What’s this ’must kill Yemo’, just an excuse to eliminate those of our people going down for training."

Xiang Beidou said.

"Whether it’s an excuse or something else, the words ’must kill Yemo’ are, after all, Dongfang Sansan’s orders. Since the name comes from his mouth, we should at least take it seriously out of respect for Dongfang Sansan."

Bai Jing laughed heartily.

Immediately, everyone laughed along.

Everyone laughed with great satisfaction.

...

The next day.

Yan Nan personally wrote a letter and sent someone to deliver it to Dongfang Sansan.

After some consideration, he chose Jiang Wuwang, ranked slightly higher than Yang Luoyu by one or two spots on the Weapon List with the Lie Shen Whip.

The identity is fitting.

"Go deliver the letter."

"Do you still remember how Yang Luoyu did it that day?"

"I remember!"

"Remember, never lose face for the Wei Wo Zheng Sect!"

"I obey. This trip will definitely make those Guardians look at us in a new light, let them see the fearlessness and the unyielding spirit of our Wei Wo Zheng Sect!"

"Good, go now."

Full of pride, Jiang Wuwang took the letter, went home first to change into his most impressive and prestigious outfit, left the mountain, and sped towards the Guardian Headquarters.

...

Guardian Headquarters.

The warehouse was piled high with Purple Crystals.

Xue Fuxiao had some concerns: "Only giving Yan Nan twenty thousand, will that old fellow be dissatisfied?"

"You’re just... Do you really want to give him one-tenth of that six hundred thousand?"

Dongfang Sansan rolled his eyes and said: "Besides, Yan Nan creating such a big stir, his real intention is the Purple Crystal Soul. And he only has that one goal. As for the rest, no matter how much Purple Crystal you give him—even six million—he won’t care."

"And as it turns out, the Purple Crystal Soul has just formed, far from being usable; so Yan Nan, mobilizing troops and causing chaos, ends up with nothing... It’s quite awkward."

"And asking for one-tenth of the Purple Crystal Ore is actually just Yan Nan’s way to save face. As long as we deliver this gesture, it means it’s over. Yan Nan’s work wasn’t in vain, that’s good enough. He won’t count, just store them away, won’t tell anyone how much we sent, just that we sent it... For him, that’s enough."

Dongfang Sansan smiled.

It has to be said that Dongfang Sansan guessed it perfectly.

Although Yang Luoyu hasn’t returned yet and the details haven’t been reported,

but the Wei Wo Zheng Sect’s Yan Nan indeed did exactly that.

Just directly claimed the Guardians delivered the Purple Crystals, then no news, no one besides Yan Nan knows how much the Guardians sent.

Dongfang Sansan was slightly wrong in that: Yan Nan didn’t even store it.

He pocketed it himself and gave it all to Yan Beihan.

With such a small amount of Purple Crystal, would the grand Vice Sect Master even bother with entering it into storage... wouldn’t that be a joke?

Although Xue Fuxiao didn’t quite understand, he still nodded steadily: "You’re right."

Dongfang Sansan said: "So why don’t we keep more for ourselves? Wei Wo Zheng Sect already has more resources than we do, if this time we really give them sixty thousand out of six hundred thousand Top grade Purple Crystals, wouldn’t we lose out?"

Thinking for a moment, the Ninth Lord still felt giving Yan Nan twenty thousand Top grade Purple Crystals was a loss, feeling a bit of heartache: "Actually, just two or three pieces would suffice, but I’m doing it for Yan Nan’s face."

Xue Fuxiao thought, try giving him just two or three pieces?

Yan Nan wouldn’t go mad!

Thought for a moment and said: "Six hundred thousand isn’t right? I remember there are tens of millions of High Grade ones, and even more of the Middle and Low Grades..."

"Those are ours, Yan Nan doesn’t know."

Dongfang Sansan rolled his eyes: "Besides, if you don’t say, I don’t say, Ningxue Sword doesn’t say, the old man doesn’t say... who knows how much actually came out?"

Xue Fuxiao sincerely admired: "Three, if Yan Nan did business with you, with your cunning ways, he probably wouldn’t even have a pair of shorts left."

Dongfang Sansan furrowed his brow, feeling that the words sounded unpleasant, making him seem like a sly merchant.

Thus, he looked at Xue Fuxiao and said: "Do you think you’ll have anything left?"

Xue Fuxiao was stunned, scratched his head and said: "If you want to scheme against me, I wouldn’t have a thing left too."

Dongfang Sansan hummed and changed the subject: "Not talking about this, how’s the Xue family recently? Still stable?"

With the topic changed, Xue Fuxiao felt relieved and said: "Alright, everything’s stable, also, two promising juniors in the family recently broke through to Venerable Saint, even came to report the good news to me."

Dongfang Sansan asked with concern: "Really? That’s good. None of the other juniors lag behind, right?"

Xue Fuxiao was immediately confounded.

His head buzzed with pain.

This won’t end, right?

He didn’t even mentally register this hit. Annoyed, he turned away.

"Little rascal!"

Dongfang Sansan said nonchalantly.

Daring to call me stingy, though you didn’t say it explicitly, I can still hear the implication.

Hints don’t work either.

I’m not stingy!

I just can’t bear to! To give Yan Nan, not even a piece can I bear!

...

Jiang Wuwang walked alone on the vast land, full of pride.

He already traveled thousands of miles from the headquarters, but Jiang Wuwang suddenly discovered, by a desolate hill on the roadside, stood a figure in white.

Staring at him from afar.

The aura locked onto him instantly.

The figure in white laughed heartily: "Body like a fierce tiger, whip like a dragon, with the divine whip in hand, the spirit is like a rainbow; crossing the iron chainless river, three fathoms of dust fall into the Ninth Realm." 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

This was precisely how Jiang Wuwang was described on the Cloud Weapon List. Jiang Wuwang, Cloud Weapon List rank forty-three. The whip is three fathoms long, named ’Three Fathoms of Dust’, the whip technique called: ’Falling into the Ninth Realm’.