Chapter 271: The Untaken Spoils

Less than fifteen minutes after leaving the Circular Hall, the members of the four major sects arrived slowly…
Before even entering the hall, they saw from afar the seven corpses of shuriken ninjas lying across the hall, as well as over a dozen bodies scattered in disarray but tightly packed in the side hall on the left. Everyone became alert.
“Look over there!”
At a warning from someone in the crowd, Ouyang Qing from Wudang, the Thirteen Stick Monks from Shaolin, Yue Hua from Emei, and Feng Wu Cai Yi from the Colorful Robes Sect all showed signs of caution as they glanced toward the right side hall, where a group of ninjas were guarding and staring intently this way.
Strange!
The strange atmosphere in the Circular Hall made everyone wary. After carefully observing, Ouyang Qing sighed deeply, “This guy has incredible skills!”
“Yes,” the Thirteen Stick Monks agreed, all with serious expressions.
The opponent had entered alone, not touching the boxes in the less difficult side halls (usually containing only three to five ninjas), but instead triggering a large number of ninjas in the main hall. After killing some of them, he escaped unscathed… Such skillful tactics—even if all thirteen of them worked together—might not have achieved such success!
“I’m even more curious now about who this person really is.”
As she spoke, Yue Hua smiled, and the group of Emei nuns behind her also looked filled with admiration. The image of the young man in blue that was previously in their minds now seemed even more heroic and imposing.
“It seems nothing has been touched in the right-side hall.”
“With so many ninjas guarding it, it must be more valuable than the boxes we’ve opened along the way… Who should go?”
All four sects were tempted.
But after further observation, Shaolin decided to back out.
“You go ahead. Just the three shuriken ninjas are already hard to deal with, not to mention the four clone ninjas… We’ll stay out of it,” said Tian Gang, the leader of the Stick Monks.
“Clone ninjas are indeed troublesome,” the people from Emei and Wudang thought, while observing the situation in the right-side hall and calculating the cost required to deal with those ninjas.
The Colorful Robes Sect’s reaction was strange. The Lonely Three Wolves led a few people straight to the left-side hall. Seeing this, the others, worried that there might be other traps, shouted, “Be careful!” and followed them.

As they passed by the corpses of those seven flying-dagger ninjas, including Feng Wu Cai Yi and Yu Cha Zhe, they glanced at the ninjas who had died in a straight line. Their eyes settled on the last ninja, studying him repeatedly. The shock in their eyes was evident.

“What kind of sword technique is this?”

“He doesn’t have any injuries at all!”

“It’s the will of the sword!”

Nuomi said solemnly, “Judging from the wounds of the other ninjas, they were all killed in a single strike. The person who used this technique must possess at least an advanced level of the Mysterious Realm sword art. To be able to wield the will of the sword, his level must be above nine. It seems like a super expert!”

Nonsense.

The Three Lonely Wolves exchanged glances and rolled their eyes: The first place on the list of masters isn’t earned for nothing!

Happy, after all, is the one who single-handedly eliminated the Five Poisons Sect from the martial world. If even he isn’t considered a super expert, then who is?

But…

Lonely Xiao Bai had the sharpest eyes. He crouched down beside one of the corpses and examined it. Soon, under the astonished gazes of everyone, he pulled out a Qiankun Bag from beneath the body.

“…”

Everyone was stunned.

No way?!

That expert not only spared those ordinary boxes along the way but also didn’t take any loot after a fierce battle?

The Three Lonely Wolves reacted fastest:

“Quick!”

“Check all the corpses over there and gather all the loot!” Lonely Xiao Qi urged in a low voice.

The people from Cai Yi Gate’s group’s eyes lit up.

They quickly flew into the small hall and indeed found quite a few Qiankun Bags, including three handfuls of “Flying Eagle Swords” (a type of weapon that adds 300 damage and 10 meters of range; 50 in total), as well as a second-class famous weapon, the “Trident Sword,” a samurai sword, and a conical hat.

Feng Wu Cai Yi stared at the data reported by everyone, stunned as well:

Although the Flying Eagle Swords were consumable items, their attributes were extremely powerful, with each set worth at least ten thousand taels of silver. As for the other three famous weapons, there was no need to say more.

No matter how you looked at it, this was a huge fortune!

If that person really didn’t value those loot items, she would never believe it. The only possibility…

The opponent simply didn’t have the time or opportunity to collect the ninjas’ loot. In other words, there might be more surviving ninjas here than those who died. Even that mysterious expert couldn’t handle them and had to abandon the loot and flee quickly!

Thinking of this possibility, Feng Wu Caiyi took a deep breath and ordered Yi Tong, “Things might not be that simple. Yi Tong, go to that passage quickly to check out the situation. Be careful and come back right away if you encounter ninjas.”
She had already realized something was wrong.
“Okay!”
The others also guessed this and quickly lost their cheerful expressions, becoming serious.
“Well, what about these things?”
Xiao Piji fidgeted, unsure, “Should we include them in this mission and put them in the gang’s warehouse?”
“No!”
Jimo Xiaobai subconsciously pushed up his nose bridge. “Temporarily keep them with that guy for now.”
“Mm, I thought the same. It’s not worth offending such experts just for a little profit,” Feng Wu Caiyi replied, earning nods from everyone.
At that moment, the Thirteen Stick Monks of Shaolin finally noticed what was happening here and smiled wryly with envy. “You’re really lucky to get such famous weapons without any effort.”
“That’s not true. We’re just keeping them temporarily until we meet that person and return them,” Feng Wu Caiyi quickly clarified.
The Thirteen Stick Monks exchanged glances, then clasped their hands together. “Amitabha.”
“No wonder Headmaster Caiyi was able to build such a large sect. Her vision is beyond ordinary people’s. I admire her.”
“Too kind,” Feng Wu Caiyi replied with a bow.
Seeing this, everyone from Caiyi Sect wore the same expression: envy…
…
In the end, Caiyi Sect gave up control of the side hall, allowing Emei Sect and Wudang Sect to take action together—one group getting the items from the weapon box, the other getting the loot from the ninjas. Leveraging their numerical and positional advantages, they trapped the throwing-ninja group in the small hall and surrounded them aggressively.
Just as they were dividing the loot, a plump figure rushed back from the other side of the passage to the hall, panting heavily as he pointed outside at the group from Caiyi Sect. “So many… so many ninjas…”
The expressions of everyone in the hall changed drastically!