Chapter 951: Chapter 952: Huge Profit

“Hand over the Kunlun Bell!” Ye Wudao shouted angrily.

“Yes.” Koga Tairyu dared not disobey and tremblingly retrieved a large, ancient black bell from his storage ring. Hundreds of dragon patterns coiled around it, exuding an aura of desolation, antiquity, and mystery. It was none other than the Kunlun treasure, one of the nine great ancient treasures forged by ancient powers—the Kunlun Bell!

“The Kunlun Bell!”

“Wonderful! The Kunlun Bell has returned to the young master’s hands!” Long Mie and Black Fox’s eyes sparkled with excitement.

Su Yueli’s delicate face also revealed a touch of relief.

“Here…” Koga Tairyu passed the Kunlun Bell to Ye Wudao.

Ye Wudao took the Kunlun Bell with one hand and instantly felt its incredible weight.

But at that very moment, Koga Tairyu attempted to escape again!

“Still trying to run?” Ye Wudao sneered coldly, swinging his blade to strike!

“Heaven S-class Ninja Technique—Blood Soul Escape!”

To save his life, Koga Tairyu desperately sacrificed a century of his lifespan to forcibly activate the Heaven S-class technique.

Whoosh!

Koga Tairyu’s body transformed into a streak of blood-red light and vanished instantly.

“So fast!” Ye Wudao was stunned; he couldn’t catch up at all.

“Ye Wudao, today’s grudge shall never coexist under the same sky! I, Koga Tairyu, will never forgive you!” Koga Tairyu spat viciously. “Kekeke, and one more thing: the Kunlun Bell has already drawn the interest of our master!”

“Who is your master?” Ye Wudao demanded.

“Hmph, let me spell it out for you—our master is the most terrifying, epic-level mythical beast in Fusang’s history, Lord Eight-Headed Serpent. His esteemed self is about to awaken, and when he does, it will be Dragon Country’s and your world’s end!” Koga Tairyu sneered before disappearing completely.

Eight-Headed Serpent?

Ye Wudao’s eyes revealed confusion.

At that moment, Long Mie and Black Fox approached.

“Old Ye, are you alright?”

“I’m fine.” Ye Wudao shook his head and glanced at the two, whose energetic appearance surprised him. “Your injuries?”

“All thanks to the young madam; our wounds have healed!” Black Fox said gratefully.

“The skills of your wife are simply divine!” Long Mie praised earnestly.

Standing nearby, Su Yueli revealed a polite smile.

“Do you know what the Eight-Headed Serpent is?” Ye Wudao asked.

“What? The Eight-Headed Serpent?” Upon hearing this, Long Mie and Black Fox’s expressions both changed.

“Young Master, I know a little! The Eight-Headed Serpent is Fusang’s most terrifying mythical beast in history. It possesses immense power and abilities, bringing disaster and plague whenever it descends…” Black Fox explained.

“So formidable?” Ye Wudao’s eyes showed apprehension.

Long Mie added, “I also know a little!”

“Oh?” Ye Wudao grew curious.

“Among the Dragon Clan, there are records about the Eight-Headed Serpent in legends. It is said that the serpent possesses eight heads and eight tails, each endowed with intelligence and incredible abilities. Its nature is excessively cruel, its lifespan extraordinarily long, and according to current accounts, it has existed for nearly ten thousand years!” Long Mie elaborated.

What!

Alive for nearly ten thousand years!

Ye Wudao’s jaw dropped; he was utterly stunned.

“Yes, our Dragon Clan typically only lives for two or three thousand years. That ancient snake has likely survived since the ancient era!” Long Mie expressed warily.

Ye Wudao’s face turned grave.

“But, Young Master, don’t worry too much. The Eight-Headed Serpent only exists in legends; no one has ever seen it!” Black Fox reassured.

“Indeed, Old Ye, at first I shared your concerns too! Later, I consulted the oldest elder in the Dragon Clan, who has lived for three or four thousand years. None of them ever encountered the Eight-Headed Serpent. Perhaps it’s just a scare tactic! Even if it truly exists, Old Ye, you probably wouldn’t see it in your lifetime; humans only live a few hundred years, after all!” Long Mie grinned enthusiastically.

Ye Wudao, however, couldn’t bring himself to smile.

“Long Mie, what nonsense are you saying?” Black Fox glared at Long Mie.

Long Mie immediately realized his mistake and covered his mouth awkwardly.

Ye Wudao was filled with frustration!

Humans—can they truly only live a few hundred years?

Even if he had already reached a near-divine level in cultivation!

Even if he could defeat every Heaven-class ninja in Fusang!

He could still only live for a few hundred years?

A few hundred years might seem long to ordinary people!

But for the mythical creatures with thousands of years of lifespan—or the Dragon Clan’s effortless several thousand years!

It was merely a drop in the ocean!

“Is it true that human cultivators can only live for a few hundred years?” Ye Wudao asked his question with unyielding determination.

“Humans are the spirits of all living creatures, possessing the highest wisdom and talent in nature. Cultivation is much faster for them. Mythical beings are inherently more ignorant and start enlightenment late, making their cultivation ten times harder than humans. It’s all fair!” Black Fox consoled.

Ye Wudao nodded.

Reflecting on it, he felt a semblance of relief.

After a slight pause, Black Fox added, “That said, nothing is absolute. Some say human cultivators in the divine realm can live up to eight hundred years, and for every minor level they ascend, they gain an additional two hundred years of lifespan! At the peak of the divine realm, cultivators can live nearly fifteen hundred years!”

Gasp!

Fifteen hundred years!

Ye Wudao’s eyes lit up with excitement!

It seemed he still had hope!

“Young Master, given that the Kunlun Bell is among the nine great ancient treasures, I suggest you keep it with you at all times!” Black Fox proposed.

Ye Wudao nodded. His master Mo Wudi and the old scoundrel grandfather each owned one of the nine great treasures and carried them on their person.

Looking at the Kunlun Bell, Ye Wudao promptly stored it in his storage ring.

“Old Ye, come quick!” Long Mie shouted from inside a cave where three Heaven-class ninjas once trained, his face filled with excitement.

“On my way.” Ye Wudao walked over with Su Yueli and the others.

“Big Brother Long Mie, what’s going on?” Su Yueli asked curiously.

“Discovered something good! Quick, everyone come in!” Long Mie gestured urgently, leading the way into the cave.

The group exchanged glances and followed him into the cave.

The cave was incredibly luxurious, built entirely out of pure gold. It was enormous, filled with countless Spirit Crystals, Spirit Pills, spirit herbs, weapons, and manuals.

“Whoa! There must be at least 30 million Spirit Crystals here!” Black Fox gaped.

“More than 30 million! I roughly counted earlier—it’s a full 50 million Spirit Crystals!” Long Mie laughed so hard his stomach hurt. “Haha, those three Heaven-class ninjas—who would’ve thought their lifetime’s wealth collection would become someone else’s bounty! We’ve hit the jackpot!”

“Haha, absolutely! We’ve hit the jackpot!” Ye Wudao couldn’t help but laugh as well.

Standing amidst tens of millions of Spirit Crystals, he was shaken.

“Not only are there a massive amount of Spirit Crystals, but also various spirit herbs, pills, weapons! We’re rich! Koga Ninja Sect’s centuries-old accumulation is all right here!” Long Mie jumped three feet in excitement.

Ye Wudao’s face also showed a hint of satisfaction.

“Young Master, with so many Spirit Crystals, Kunlun’s number of True Pill realm cultivators could increase tenfold!” Black Fox exclaimed.

“Indeed! Kunlun’s strength could easily leap two whole levels!” Long Mie was ecstatic.

Ye Wudao smiled faintly and said, “Long Mie, Black Fox, let’s split these Spirit Crystals evenly!”

What?

Split evenly!

Long Mie and Black Fox furiously shook their heads. “No way, absolutely no way!”

“We’ve done nothing compared to you on this trip! We can’t possibly take these Spirit Crystals!”

Su Yueli chimed in gently, “Big Brother Long Mie, Big Brother Black Fox, my husband will never shortchange his friends! Even if you don’t split them evenly, you must take some, or he’ll feel guilty!”

“This…” Long Mie and Black Fox exchanged glances, then gritted their teeth. “Alright, we’ll take just a little.”

Before long, Long Mie and Black Fox each took 1 million Spirit Crystals, no more.

“A mere 1 million is too little!” Ye Wudao frowned, finally handing them each an additional 4 million Spirit Crystals!

“Old Ye, this is too much—we didn’t do anything, and you’re giving us 5 million Spirit Crystals. We can’t accept it!”

“Young Master, this would be completely undeserved!” Long Mie and Black Fox looked apprehensive.

Ye Wudao clapped them on the shoulders. “We’re brothers, so don’t overthink it!”

Their eyes brimmed with emotion, tears threatening to fall.

“Alright, since we’re brothers, why not celebrate when we get back?” Su Yueli said with a playful smile.

“Hehe, the young madam is right! Old Ye, let’s go back and drink to celebrate!” Long Mie grinned.

“This time, I won’t stop until I’m completely drunk!” Black Fox said eagerly.

“Heh, I heard Fusang has two major ninja sects: Koga and Iga!” Ye Wudao suddenly remarked.

“Yes, the Koga Ninja Sect is bad enough, but the Iga Ninja Sect specializes in Evil Techniques—they’ve committed countless heinous crimes, frequently harassing Dragon Country and slaughtering our cultivators!” Long Mie spoke furiously.

“Well, since we’re here, why not pay the Iga Ninja Sect a little ‘visit’?” Ye Wudao clasped his hands behind his back, his calm words carrying boundless killing intent.

Hearing Ye Wudao’s ‘visit,’ Long Mie and Black Fox exchanged glances.

The two major ninja sects of Fusang were doomed!