The poorest member of the Imperial Guard, the Empress begged me to embezzle.

"How far is this place from the Demon King's Sect?"

Chu Xiu stared blankly at the vast expanse of snow on the ground, momentarily stunned.

Just a few breaths ago, the Demon Gate was filled with the sounds of birdsong and the fragrance of flowers.

"Not far, about a million miles to the north."

Ye Wujiang smiled slightly.

"One million miles?" Chu Xiu's lips curled into a smirk.

"Could this be the Central Continent of the Eastern Lands?"

Ye Wujiang shook his head: "This place is still within the territory of Nanzhou. We need to go three million miles further north to enter the territory of Zhongzhou."

After saying that, Ye Wujiang flashed and appeared in the sky above the city below.

Chu Xiu followed closely behind.

Looking down at the snow-covered city below, Ye Wujiang said, "This place is the main city of the Southern State Holy Yuan Sect. That Old Demon of the South Sea is the Supreme Elder of the Holy Yuan Sect."

Chu Xiu nodded slightly. He had heard of the Holy Origin Sect, one of the ten high-level sects in the Southern Continent, apart from the hegemon Demon Yan Sect.

It has a strong foundation, with two or three powerful figures at the Qiankun Realm in charge, so generally no one dares to provoke it.

But Ye Wujiang is someone who dares not provoke.

He tilted his head slightly, looked at Chu Xiu, and smiled, "Shall we do it, or shall we?"

Chu Xiu clasped his hands and said, "This is the first time I've ever killed someone in someone else's sect. Please do it, elder brother."

"Tch." Ye Wujiang rolled his eyes and slapped his hand towards the main city of the Holy Origin Sect.

With a single palm strike, the protective array of the entire Holy Origin Sect's main city was shattered.

With another wave of his hand, the tops of all buildings in the main city that were more than ten meters tall were sheared off.

"Who dares to destroy the main city of my Holy Origin Sect!"

"Idiot! Shut up!"

"Are you crazy! Didn't you see that they shattered our sect's protective formation with a single slap?"

"You dare to challenge someone like this? Are you looking for death?!"

As soon as the sect leader of the Holy Origin Sect appeared, he slapped one of the elders beside him, making him dizzy and knocking out several teeth.

"Night...Master Night..."

"I had no idea you would grace us with your presence; I am so sorry for not welcoming you properly..."

The sect leader of the Holy Origin Sect bowed and approached Ye Wujiang and Chu Xiu with a fawning smile.

Ye Wujiang laughed and said, "Old man Lian, I'm too lazy to waste words with you. Tell the old demon of the South Sea to come out."

"If he insists on continuing to cower, your Holy Origin Sect may be cut off from its lineage today."

Even the old man's eyes showed fear. He quickly turned around, crushed a communication jade, and roared, "South China Sea, get out here!"

"You brought this trouble upon yourself, do you expect the entire Holy Origin Sect to be buried with you?!"

After a few breaths, no one came.

Ye Wujiang chuckled and twitched his finger: "It seems your Holy Origin Sect is destined to be wiped out today..."

"Wait! Wait... This old man will go and catch him himself!"

Even the old man begged for mercy repeatedly and hurriedly flew back to the main city.

After an incense stick had burned, the old man, holding the corpse in one hand and the soul in the other, dragged the South Sea Demon over.

Chu Xiu raised an eyebrow upon seeing this. This old man Lian was actually able to destroy the South Sea Old Demon, who was at the early stage of the Qiankun Realm, to this extent within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. His cultivation was not weak.

"Master Ye, the South Sea Demon, body and soul are here." The old man fawned as he threw down the corpse of the South Sea Demon and then offered up his unconscious soul with both hands.

"Okay, you can go now." Ye Wujiang nodded.

"Thank you, Sect Master Ye! Thank you, Sect Master Ye!" Old Man Lian was overjoyed upon hearing this and turned to leave.

"Hey, wait a minute..." Ye Wujiang suddenly called out to Old Man Lian, pointing to Chu Xiu beside him: "This kid is the new young sect leader of my family. It wouldn't be right not to give him a congratulatory gift, would it?"

Even the old man was taken aback and looked at Chu Xiu.

He had thought Chu Xiu was just an ordinary disciple of the Demon Yan Sect who had a grudge against the Old Demon of the South Sea, but he never expected him to be the rumored young sect master.

"...That's natural!"

After thinking for a moment, the old man carefully selected a magical umbrella-shaped artifact from his storage ring and presented it with both hands.

"This is the Thousand-Mechanism Umbrella, a celestial-grade magic treasure produced by the Northern Continent Immortal Treasure Pavilion. It has both defensive and offensive forms. As for its mysteries, I suggest that the young sect leader study it on his own."

Chu Xiu raised an eyebrow and accepted the Thousand Chance Umbrella.

Is it so easy for the head of a sect to hand over a priceless magical artifact with both hands?

Wow, this world really is all about strength.

Ye Wujiang glanced at the celestial umbrella-shaped magic weapon and said, "Hmm, not bad."

"That old man..." The old man was delighted, bowed and stepped back, then tried to slip away.

"and many more……"

Even the old man's face scrunched up when he heard this.

Ye Wujiang said slowly, "Judging by the days, your Holy Yuan Sect's sacred tree should have borne fruit by now, right?"

"Aren't you planning to offer a few dozen as a token of respect?"

Even the old man smirked, "Dozens? Are you kidding me..."

The sacred tree bears fruit only once every hundred years, and each time it only yields fifty fruits...

If I give it all to you, how can my Shengyuan Sect maintain its foothold in Nanzhou?

The old man said with a forced smile, "It's the result. This year's harvest was poor; only twenty were produced..."

Ye Wujiang glanced at him casually, and the old man quickly changed his tune: "But!"

"Thanks to the dedicated care of our disciples, not a single one of the fifty was missing!"

"Well, then take out twenty."

"Yes……"

Even the old man, head drooping, took out twenty apple-sized, gleaming green fruits from his storage ring.

After Ye Wujiang signaled Chu Xiu to collect all the items, as well as the corpse and soul of the Old Demon of the South Sea, he then took him and transformed into a beam of light, heading west.

Only now did the old man dare to breathe heavily: "Damn it, we've finally gotten rid of this big shot."

"This young sect master of the Demon Yama Sect is actually a human, just as the rumors describe."

"It's truly unbelievable that a top-tier demonic sect would appoint a human as the successor to its sect leader..."

The old man shook his head, turned around and went back to the main city. Looking at his city, which had been shaved off by Ye Wujiang with a single palm strike, he waved his sleeve and the entire main city was restored to its original state.

After doing all this, the old man returned to the main city dejectedly, leaving behind only a helpless sigh.

"Sigh, if you're not as strong as them, you'll always be a turtle..."

High in the sky, Chu Xiu followed closely behind Ye Wujiang, using his escape light to keep up with his speed and with minimal effort.

"What are the wondrous uses of the fruit of this sacred tree?"

Chu Xiu played with the blue fruit in his hand and asked.

Ye Wujiang took the fruit and took a bite: "The sacred tree of the Holy Yuan Sect has survived for tens of thousands of years without dying, which can be considered as being born by the mandate of heaven."

"Therefore, this fruit contains a small amount of the Heavenly Dao's fortune, hence it is also called the Heavenly Fortune Fruit."

"This Heavenly Fortune Fruit is useless to those at the Qiankun Realm, but it can add a trace of Heavenly Fortune to those below the Qiankun Realm. It is truly a rare treasure in the world."

Chu Xiu's eyes brightened slightly. This world is truly full of wonders; there are even fruits that can increase one's luck.

"After you go back, refine all these Heavenly Fortune Fruits. Once you advance to the Qiankun Realm, you won't have this kind of good fortune anymore," Ye Wujiang instructed.

"Shouldn't we leave some for the sect?" Chu Xiu asked doubtfully, having received a full twenty Heavenly Fortune Fruits.

Oh, Ye Wujiang just casually ate one, so there are nineteen left.

"No need. If I remember correctly, there are still several hundred in stock in the warehouse inside the gate."

"Several hundred..." Chu Xiu was speechless. According to that old man Lian, the Holy Yuan Sect's sacred tree only bears fifty fruits every hundred years, yet the Demon Yan Sect still has several hundred in stock. This is like robbing someone else's stock accumulated over thousands of years...