Chapter 373: Chapter 373: The Agreement
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Clan’s Rear Courtyard
Inside the spatial barrier — within the great hall.
Wei Yang and Xiao Yan had taken out items they no longer needed and began placing them on the wooden shelves, helping to fill the alliance’s empty treasure vault.
Wei Yang mainly contributed various Xuan Grade Dou Techniques and cultivation techniques—low, mid, and high-level—most of them trophies from past encounters.
Gifts, courtesy of his enemies.
In addition, he pulled out several Tier 3 and Tier 4 pills, which had been collecting dust in the corner of his storage ring for ages. So, he figured he might as well unload them all here.
Then came some lower-tier medicinal ingredients.
After unloading all these lower-grade items, Wei Yang thought for a moment, then took out a few bottles of Tier 5 pills, some for healing, others for recovery.
Finally, he even added a Low-Level Earth Grade fire-element cultivation technique and a Dou Technique to the shelves.
Watching this scene, Xiao Ding couldn’t help but feel secretly pleased.
Their Alliance Leader was generous!
After finishing, Wei Yang glanced over at Yao Lao, who had been calmly stroking his beard this whole time, and said lazily:
"Senior, aren’t you planning to contribute a little something too?"
"Uh..." Yao Lao’s hand froze mid-stroke, stunned. "Even I have to pitch in?"
"Of course. You’re a senior—shouldn’t you be supporting the younger generation’s cause?" Wei Yang raised a brow.
Xiao Yan also turned with a cheerful grin, watching Yao Lao expectantly.
Off to the side, Xiao Ding and Xiao Li had to work hard to suppress their laughter.
If Wei Yang was a big contributor, then Yao Lao was the ultimate fat cat—a super-rich fat cat.
"Fine, fine..." Yao Lao knew he wasn’t getting out of this. Clicking his tongue, he shook his head in exasperation. "Doing the work isn’t enough, now I have to chip in too... Seriously..."
As he complained, he shot a glare at Xiao Yan.
"Hehehe..." Xiao Yan chuckled, rubbing his hands together like a fox.
Yao Lao raised his hand, and the black, ancient-looking ring on Xiao Yan’s finger detached and flew into his hand.
After pondering for a moment, he reluctantly took out two aged scrolls from within and handed them over with a grumble:
"Here. Take them. At this rate, you two little bastards are gonna bleed me dry."
"Thank you, Master," Xiao Yan replied with a bright smile as he accepted the scrolls.
He didn’t even bother opening them. A light sweep of his perception across their surface told him everything he needed to know.
From the faint aura of wood-elemental energy emanating from the scrolls, it was clear these were both Low-Level Earth Grade wood-element cultivation technique and Dou Technique.
Xiao Yan looked over at Xiao Ding, and a wave of warmth surged in his heart.
He knew these techniques had clearly been prepared with his elder brother Xiao Ding in mind.
"Thank you, Master," he said again, deeply moved.
Yao Lao waved his hand nonchalantly. "With these contributions, plus what we gathered from destroying the Yun Lan Sect, the alliance’s treasury is finally starting to take shape."
"At the very least," he added, "even if it’s not quite at the level the Yun Lan Sect had before its fall, it’s not too far off either."
Everyone nodded with smiles.
That feast of spoils from the Yun Lan Sect had been generous to all.
Of course, many items were lost in the battle atop Yun Lan Mountain.
After all, Wei Yang’s Ten Sun Destruction was a massive area-of-effect move—it destroyed everything in its radius.
Still, plenty of items had survived.
Just the contents of the storage rings carried by powerful cultivators yielded a huge harvest.
Even those elders and disciples from the Yun Lan Sect who surrendered—everything valuable on them had been stripped away.
Those were the spoils of war, and everyone got a share. No need to hand them in.
How much one got, of course, depended on personal strength.
The largest shares went to people like Wei Yang, Xiao Yan, Hai Bodong, and Elder Yin Gu—the Dou Huang-level experts.
Next came the Dou Wang cultivators.
Then, after them, the Dou Ling and below.
After wrapping things up in the treasure vault, the group exited the spatial barrier together.
Watching the gradually fading spatial gateway, Yao Lao stroked his beard and asked the three Xiao brothers: "You’ve all memorized the technique and hand seals for opening the portal, right?"
"Yeah." The three nodded.
Then the group began strolling along casually, chatting idly as they walked.
Just as they were about to exit the rear courtyard, Yao Lao turned to Wei Yang and asked: "Brat Wei, when are you planning to leave?"
Wei Yang’s steps paused slightly. He looked over at the others.
They were all looking at him too, and in their eyes, there was a faint trace of reluctance.
Wei Yang smiled and said, "I’ll be leaving tomorrow morning."
"That soon?" They were all a little surprised.
"Everything here in the Jia Ma Empire has been settled. Besides, I’ve already stayed quite a while this time. Xian’er and the others are still in the Black-Corner Region—I can’t help but miss them." Wei Yang said with a smile.
"Mhm." The group nodded slightly.
Yao Lao asked, "Then, when do you plan to set out for Central Plains?"
"Hard to say. There’s still something I need in the Black-Corner Region. I’m not sure if Xian’er and the others have found it yet," Wei Yang said after a moment’s thought. "If they have, then once I go back and get it, I’ll head straight to Central Plains."
"I see..." Yao Lao nodded and fell silent, stroking his beard.
Hoo—
Xiao Yan exhaled lightly and said with a smile, "Brother Wei, I’d love to travel with you, but I’ve still got a few things to take care of here.
Not to mention, I’ll be entering seclusion soon to break through to Dou Huang. After that, I’ll return to Jia Nan Academy one more time. Then... if nothing unexpected happens, I’ll also set out for Central Plains."
"Haha! Then we’ll meet again in Central Plains." Wei Yang laughed heartily.
"Mhm. See you in Central Plains." Xiao Yan grinned and nodded.
Wei Yang clapped him on the shoulder and laughed, "But you’d better hurry up and reach Dou Zong. Your current strength is still a bit lacking. Only when you reach the peak of Dou Zong will we truly be able to fight side by side."
As he spoke, he glanced at Yao Lao and continued to Xiao Yan: "When that time comes, we’ll join forces and take down a Hall of Souls stronghold—to avenge our senior and your Xiao Clan."
"Deal!" Xiao Yan’s eyes lit up, and a surge of passion filled his chest.
Hearing this, even Yao Lao was moved, a faint warmth rising in his heart. His soul form even seemed to emit a soft glow.
Still, he chuckled and scolded, "You two reckless brats—biting off way more than you can chew. You think it’s that easy to destroy a Hall of Souls branch just by reaching the peak of Dou Zong?"
"If it were that simple, Hall of Souls wouldn’t be Hall of Souls anymore. Do you even know? Every one of their branches is guarded by multiple high-level Dou Zuns."
"That terrifying?" Xiao Yan frowned.
Even Xiao Ding and Xiao Li looked grim.
Queen Medusa, who had been silent all along, also furrowed her brows slightly, a trace of concern flickering in her eyes.
"What did you expect?" Yao Lao sighed.
He knew better than anyone just how terrifying Hall of Souls truly was.
In Central Plains, they were one of the top-tier forces, and more frighteningly, the power behind Hall of Souls was even more terrifying.
"What’s there to be afraid of? Once I hit peak Dou Zong, I won’t even bat an eye at low-level Dou Zuns. As for high-level Dou Zuns—well, we won’t know unless we fight."
"Even if we can’t beat them, we can at least retreat safely. I believe Xiao Yan can pull that off too."
Wei Yang said casually, "And anyway, you’ll be there too, Senior. Once you’ve fully recovered your physical body, you can call up a few of your old friends. Then we’ll hit them together—why be scared?"
"Uhh..." Yao Lao paused mid-stroke of his beard. Then he nodded. "Well, if you put it that way... I guess it’s not impossible."
"It’s settled, then!" Xiao Yan clenched his fists, visibly excited. "Once Master regains his body, we’ll take the fight to their doorstep and hit them hard!"
"But before that, we should gather information—best if we can find news about my father before making a move."
"Mhm." Wei Yang smiled. "Then it’s agreed. I’ll wait for you guys in Central Plains."
He waved his hand as he turned. "Alright, I’m off."
Whoosh—
With a single step, the space in front of him twisted slightly, and Wei Yang’s figure vanished into thin air.
"Brother Wei..." Xiao Yan stood there, watching the direction Wei Yang had left in, his fists clenched as he murmured under his breath.
He could already feel the burning urge in his chest—he was eager to head for Central Plains as soon as possible.
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