Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Fatty was stunned for a moment. He subconsciously looked back at Shen Ying at the side, who was still nibbling at snacks. Many complicated, unidentifiable emotions flashed across his face. For an instant, it was as though something was going to rush out from his eyes, which still died down after a while. His mouth opened and closed several times. He slowly returned to himself.

“Fellow Daoist, you are mistaken!” He scratched his head and smiled. “I was only a bit curious about that place so I wanted to look at it from nearby. I don't necessarily have to go in. About Divine Imperial Sect and me…” He thought about it, and suddenly took out a white pearl from underneath his belly. It was the one that he used to light up the caves back then. “I did take one of their treasures, which is this vein pearl.”

“Vein pearl!” Lonemoon was shocked. Holy s.h.i.+t, this man was rather bold.

“What?” Shen Ying turned to Chef.”

“A Dharma artifact which seals a whole spirit vein.” Yi Qing explained softly. “If this pearl is buried underground, it takes only a few years for a spirit vein to be grown.”

“Oh…”

So he took away their spirit vein? This way, it was normal that Divine Imperial Sect chased after him like this.

“It doesn't just make a spirit vein.” Fatty continued. “This pearl has another use.” With that said, he started shaking that pearl hard. The pearl became brighter and brighter. In a short while, b.a.l.l.s of white light was shaken off it, making clanging sounds as they dropped onto the ground.

Upon closer look, several clear, bright stones were on the ground.

Holy s.h.i.+t!

“Spirit stones!”

(⊙ o ⊙)

This was not only a spirit vein, but actually a mine of spirit stones!

Hui Ze kept the spirit stones on the ground and handed them over together with the pearl in his hand. “If you send me to the South, I will give this vein pearl to you as payment. How about that?”

Lonemoon, “…” he suddenly felt as if he was stabbed due to someone having a complete lack of greed towards money.

In the next instant, two pairs of familiar eyes turned together and fixed on Father Niu.

“Why do you look at me?” Lonemoon stared back at them. “Am I such a money-lover?”

“Yeah!” Both replied together immediately.

“…” What the heck! Which side are you two on?

The corner of Lonemoon's mouth twitched. He suppressed the urge to beat the two up. Did these two little b.a.s.t.a.r.ds forget who gave them their living allowances? He breathed deeply, but didn't take the vein pearl in Fatty's hand. He made a soft “hmph”.

“That's not necessary. I don't need this thing.” He just liked to earn money, not print money. What did he want a money printer for? Besides, there are so many spirit veins in the world. With his ability, it was very easy to collect a few and make a vein pearl from them. How would he be greedy about this? Things like spirit stones are only fun when you take it from someone else's hands. Only those that circulate are currencies. And there was this thing called inflation.

“But…” Fatty grew a bit anxious. He felt for his belly, as though thinking what else he had. “I don't have anything else.”

Could he only…

“I said it's not necessary. If you insist on going South, we won't stop you.” His face darkened, guessing that those Divine Imperial Sect disciples were chasing after him not only for this vein pearl. Or he wouldn't agree to escort him so easily. But since he didn't want to tell, it was unnecessary to keep asking. He directly threw out the fan in his hand, turning it into a dharma artifact, then grabbed the man and flew up. “We've rested enough. Let's go!”

Only then did they adjust their direction and fly all the way towards the south.

Fatty said that in the south, the geography was complicated and the spirit qi was thin. Few immortal sects were set up here, so there were much fewer cultivators in comparison. Lonemoon thought at first that there'd be fewer and fewer people chasing after Fatty, but strangely, there were no lesser but even more Divine Imperial Sect disciples along their way. There were checkpoints every few kilometers, and there were shadow stones with Fatty's figure at every checkpoint. They checked every person who pa.s.sed by, with the obvious objective of catching Fatty.

Lonemoon could even clearly feel that there was an aura of high-level cultivators. Not only Nascent Soul cultivators but also Soul Formation cultivators, and even traveling immortals. The number was great, and there were searches by Divine Perception nearby every now and then. The look that Lonemoon gave Fatty was even more confused. Did he, a mortal, bomb their house, or steal their Dao partner? That so many capable people were involved to stop him?

“Array formations in front has stopped.” Yi Qing stopped his sword in the air, pointed to the front and said.

Lonemoon frowned and had to stop. “Are there that many Divine Imperial Sect disciples?” They didn't fly all the way towards the south, but instead went around in several circles because of Shen Ying who had no sense of direction and Chef who was stupid from love.

But for some reason, wherever they went there were Divine Imperial Sect disciples. Though even with Shen Ying's lack of a presence, they didn't discover Fatty. However, it appeared as if they could always guess their direction as if they knew divination.

Wait a moment!

Lonemoon suddenly thought of something. He turned and gave the Fatty beside him a look. “Fatty, that vein pearl from last time, is it on you all the time?”

“Yeah!” Hui Ze nodded. He kept it since they didn't want it.

“Let me see it!”

“Oh.” Fatty produced the pearl directly and handed it over without hesitation.

Lonemoon took it and explored its inside with Divine Perception. Subconsciously, he sent a bit of Spirit Qi inside. A circular dharma pattern suddenly rose from the vein pearl.

“Tracking Seal!” Yi Qing was shocked. “Wait, Father Niu…”

Before he finished, a flash of white light suddenly emerged from the vein pearl and went up towards the sky. It burst out in the sky like fireworks, forming a pattern of flames. It hung in the air like clouds.

Only then did Lonemoon understand how those people chased after this pearl. No wonder they were everywhere they went.

“Someone is coming!” Almost instantly, he felt seven or eight waves of strange aura flying fast towards their direction. Their cultivation were not low. All were Soul Formation cultivators, or traveling immortals. It seemed like they couldn't escape. “Shen Ying, you and Fatty…”

He turned to give orders, but with a swirl of wind, Chef had already taken Shen Ying and retreated behind a tree more than 100 meters away, taking the totally confused Fatty with him. Only he himself was left in the original place, with the vein pearl which just sent a marking in his hand.

Lonemoon, “…”

F*ck. These c.r.a.ppy teammates!

He didn't even have the time to curse. In the next instant, several figures descended and surrounded him tightly. ALl who came were in white clothes with flame patterns on the sleeves. They looked towards him angrily.

Lonemoon's face was smiling, but his mind was cursing.

“Why are Fellow Daoists suddenly stopping my humble way?”