Chapter 310: What Am I Afraid Of?

The Giant Wealth stopped!
Trapped by the combined restraint of the Taiyi Youlong Sword and the Huanmo Tianluo Umbrella, it was finally unable to move forward, stuck in place.
Su Che stood on the platform, appearing calm on the surface but deeply worried inside: if he lost the Giant Wealth, his life would be in danger, and neither the Taiyi Sect nor the Huanmo Sect would spare him.
“Fellow Huanmo, let’s work together to completely subdue the Giant Wealth first, and then devise a plan to decide its ownership,” said the leader of the Taixu Sect in a gentle voice. “My point is, no matter what, we must not damage the relations between our two sects. After all, we both have important tasks ahead of us.”
“Agreed,” replied the leader of the Huanmo Sect with a nod.
Subdue the Giant Wealth together?
Su Che’s heart skipped a beat—his worst fear had come true. Instead of fighting among themselves, they were cooperating. Where could he find any loophole?
How could this crisis be resolved today? Where lay hope?
The leader of the Taixu Sect glanced through the golden barrier surrounding the Giant Wealth at Su Che’s face. “What are your plans? Will you resist to the end, or hand over the Giant Wealth willingly?”
“Are you saying that if I hand over the Giant Wealth, you’ll spare our lives?” Su Che said calmly, with a hint of sarcasm. “I’m sorry, but I won’t believe any of your promises. So, I’ll resist to the death.”
“I understand,” said the leader of the Taixu Sect with a smile. “If I were in your shoes, I’d make the same choice.”
As the two conversed, the silver dragon circled the Giant Wealth slowly, seemingly waiting for an opportunity to devour it, aiming to swallow this top-tier Dao artifact whole. The soul of a true dragon naturally possessed immense pressure.
The leader of the Taixu Sect and the leader of the Huanmo Sect also knew that subduing a top-tier Dao artifact in full defensive mode was extremely difficult. Especially since this artifact already had a master—it would likely choose to shatter rather than be conquered by force, resulting in nothing at the end but empty effort.
Therefore, the only option was to suppress it and bring it back to their sect, where they could gradually refine and subdue it using gentle methods.
The two exchanged a silent glance and prepared to activate their respective Dao artifacts to completely subdue the Giant Wealth before discussing its ownership. But just as they were about to act, they turned their heads toward the distance…
“How did she arrive?” The leader of the Taixu Sect frowned.
In the distance, the sky was completely dyed red by a bloodish glow, as if an endless sea of blood was surging toward them. It was the Holy Leader of the Blood God Sect, standing atop the mid-tier Dao artifact “Blood Sea Red Lotus,” arriving late.

Apart from the misty veil covering the Illusion Demon Sect’s sect leader, her expression was invisible, while the faces of the other five Nascent Soul ancestors present all looked rather grim. This was because that Holy Sect Leader was notorious in the cultivation world for being arrogant and unreasonable, making it difficult to discuss matters with her peacefully. Especially in today’s competition for immense wealth, it was even less likely to have a constructive conversation with her.

Seeing that blood-red light, Su Che felt delighted. He had heard about the Holy Sect Leader’s ways of doing things and hoped inwardly, “Perhaps the only chance for survival today lies through her…”

“Indeed, a tremendous amount of wealth!”

The Holy Sect Leader’s delicate laughter echoed across the wilderness. “Coming early isn’t as good as coming at the right time. It seems I arrived just in time.”

“The Holy Sect Leader is always so lucky,” said the Taixu Sect Leader with a helpless smile.

The Illusion Demon Sect’s sect leader remained silent, her misty veil drifting slowly, her gaze barely discernible.

The Holy Sect Leader stood barefoot on the blood-red lotus in the sea of blood. As a mid-tier Dao artifact, this lotus platform could change size at will. It was said that its interior contained an entire world of blood. Even those at the Nascent Soul stage would turn into pools of blood the moment they were thrown into that sea of blood…

The blood-red lotus emitted streams of red light, making the Holy Sect Leader appear extremely sinister and alluring.

“You’ve already intercepted that immense wealth. Have you discussed who should own it?” the Holy Sect Leader asked softly, smiling.

“Not yet,” the Taixu Sect Leader replied honestly. “I and my friend from the Illusion Demon Sect are discussing how to suppress it first to prevent it from escaping, and then we’ll decide together who should have it.”

At that, the Taixu Sect Leader pointed skyward, his expression serious. “As I said earlier, we all bear heavy responsibilities and shouldn’t ruin our relations over a mere artifact.”

“Oh,” the Holy Sect Leader nodded. “So no matter what, we must not ruin our relations, right? Then I’m relieved.”

The Taixu Sect Leader’s eyes twitched—how could he fail to understand the hidden implications in her words? He knew quite well the nature of this Holy Sect Leader; she was definitely the type who thought, “If I can’t get it, no one else can.”

What a truly troublesome woman!

At this moment, the Holy Sect Leader took the initiative to say, “Let me handle suppressing it. The blood-red lotus is the best for containing artifacts.”

Neither the Taixu Sect Leader nor the Illusion Demon Sect’s sect leader agreed or objected to her offer, choosing to remain silent for now.

The Blood Sea Red Lotus can suppress others’ magical artifacts using the power of the Blood Sea, which is indeed impressive. However, both Tai Xu and Huan Mo realized that when suppressing the wealthy man, the Holy Patriarch of the Blood God Sect would surely play some tricks and not act honestly.

Seeing that neither Tai Xu nor Huan Mo spoke, the Holy Patriarch giggled and once again unleashed her most powerful skill, “Unreasonable Conduct,” declaring unreservedly, “If you won’t give me face, then I won’t give face to others either. While you two are suppressing that wealthy man, I’ll step in to claim him—without any hesitation. Hehe, I always keep my word.”

The Holy Patriarch dared to be so arrogant and unreasonable because the other six major sects in the Chaos Faction owed debts to the Blood God Sect. During the last operation, due to coordination failures, one of the sect’s Yuan Ying elders was killed by Zi Xiao of the Tian Xuan Sect.

Losing a Yuan Ying elder was an unbearable huge loss for any sect.

Before the operation, the seven major sects had made an agreement: if any sect lost an elder at the Yuan Ying stage, the other six would compensate as much as possible to make up for the loss.

Only in this way could the seven major sects work together seamlessly.

Today, the Holy Patriarch of the Blood God Sect believed it was time for them to compensate—this top-grade Dao artifact could just cover her sect’s loss.

But for the Tai Yi Sect and the Huan Mo Sect, using a top-grade Dao artifact as compensation was an excessive price, and they certainly couldn’t show any leniency in this matter.

One monk carries water, two monks fight over it, and three monks have no water… This has always been the case.

Although the three sect leaders hadn’t officially turned against each other, none were willing to yield, leaving the situation temporarily stuck.

On the platform of the Wealthy Man’s Palace, Su Che and True Man Hua Guang hoped they would remain stuck for as long as possible, perhaps hoping for other turning points to arise. But this hope vanished almost immediately…

Sect Leader Tai Xu said in a deep voice, “Holy Patriarch, fellow Huan Mo, this area is now under the jurisdiction of the Wu Ji Sect. If we three remain stuck here, it won’t take long before we attract some old friends from the Wu Ji Sect. This is their territory, and many factors work against us, right?”

The Holy Patriarch didn’t refute this. Rather unusually, she nodded in agreement.

Tai Xu continued, “How about this? The three of us work together to suppress that wealthy man, then take him to the territory of the Blood God Sect to discuss his ownership. What do you two think of that?”

Bringing the giant wealth to the territory of the Blood God Sect naturally gave the Holy Sect Leader the upper hand; however, the Patriarch of Taixu considered two factors: First, the Blood God Sect had only two Yuan Ying ancestors, while both the Taiyi Sect and the Illusion Demon Sect had three, allowing them to offset some of their disadvantage. Second, Taixu’s vision was broader than that of the Holy Sect Leader, who was more concerned with the overall situation and would rather let the giant wealth fall into the hands of the alliance than into those of the enemy faction, the Wuji Sect. Based on these two considerations, the Patriarch of Taixu offered such advice.
“Agreed. I consent,” said the Holy Sect Leader after some thought, nodding in approval. He also secretly admired the Patriarch of Taixu’s magnanimity, though he wouldn’t say so aloud. The Patriarch of the Illusion Demon Sect also nodded slowly in agreement.
The Patriarch of Taixu chuckled, “We belong to the alliance, so we should discuss everything amicably. Only as a last resort should we resort to force. In fact, as long as we work together to complete the tasks assigned to us, the envoys from the higher realms will surely reward us with rewards no less valuable than the giant wealth. In short, we must not sacrifice the greater good for a small gain.”
At the mention of “envoys from the higher realms,” the Patriarch of the Illusion Demon Sect and the Holy Sect Leader had no objections either, nodding silently again without saying a word.
Seeing this, Su Che sighed inwardly, “It’s not fierce enemies that are feared, but rational ones… No wonder the Patriarch once said that among the seven sect leaders of the seven major sects, Taixu is the most difficult to deal with!”
With just a few words, the Patriarch of Taixu calmed down the troublesome Holy Sect Leader. Instantly, the eight Yuan Ying ancestors dispersed and surrounded the giant wealth in the center.
Eight Yuan Ying ancestors and four Dao artifacts, working together to suppress the giant wealth!
Buzz…
The giant wealth glowed with golden light. Though trapped in place, its formidable defensive power remained undiminished.
Boom! Boom! Boom…
War drums sounded, and once again, a haunting chant echoed inside the palace of the giant wealth: “The giant wealth has a master; it would rather die than surrender! The giant wealth has a master; it would rather die than surrender!”
Refuse to surrender even at the cost of death!
“Good!”
Su Che laughed to the sky, “If even a single magical artifact possesses such integrity, what am I to fear?”
Boom!
A Destruction Fist was thrown.
Right in front, a silver dragon circled down, its maw wide open, ready to breathe fire at the giant wealth. With a bang, its jaw was struck squarely by the force of the Destruction Fist.
Ahow…
A dragon roar resounded across the wilderness.
Although the Destruction Fist didn’t injure it, it forced the dragon to lift its head high, successfully disrupting its sealing spell on the giant wealth.

Not just at it, but in all eight directions—front, back, left, right—Su Che delivered dozens of punches in quick succession. He knew his attacks wouldn’t pose much of a threat to these powerful figures, but he still had to give it his all and fight to the death. Su Che understood that once the destruction began, they would surely reveal his true identity. But at such a critical moment, in such a situation, it no longer mattered if he revealed his true identity or not. To resist meant death; not to resist also meant death. So why not resist?