I have the face of a great demon.

Qian Duoduo felt as if he had been suddenly doused with a bucket of cold water on a winter's day. His whole body trembled involuntarily, and his eyes widened like copper bells as he stared intently at the black-robed man who was slowly turning around.

The moonlight seemed like a spotlight specially added to this tense moment, filtering through the sparse treetops and dappling the face of the man in black robes, giving this already mysterious figure a silvery edge.

When the man in the black robe was fully exposed to the moonlight, time seemed to truly stand still.

His face was as cold as the deepest glacier in the polar region, every line revealing extreme coldness and ruthlessness, as if everything in the world was nothing but fleeting clouds in his eyes, and even the sound of leaves being blown by the wind could not stir a ripple in his heart.

This is no human; it is clearly a demon that has wandered out of the deepest hell, exuding an aura that sends chills down your spine.

Qian Duoduo's gaze met that face, and his heart instantly jumped into his throat.

His memory was like being struck by lightning, and countless images of great demons flashed through his mind.

The face in front of me was exactly the same as those portraits, without the slightest difference.

Now it's completely confirmed that there's too much money involved.

This is absolutely the real deal, the genuine, undisputed devil himself!

On Qian Duoduo's fat face, beads of sweat appeared like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, but they seemed to freeze into tiny icicles as soon as they appeared, hanging on Qian Duoduo's face.

He trembled, trying to utter the words he had rehearsed countless times in his mind: "Grandpa, have mercy!"

But then, the great demon's gaze fell upon Qian Duoduo, his cold eyes seemingly able to see into people's hearts, revealing an undeniable killing intent.

Having too much money made me feel a chill run from my feet to my head, and then everything went black. I knew nothing more.

Seeing Qian Duoduo slumped on the ground like a lump of mud, Liu Xingchen took two steps forward and kicked him. Seeing that he didn't react at all and was like a dead dog, he finally felt relieved.

He had just taken a huge risk, gambling that an attack with too much money couldn't break through the black-robed man's defense, and he was right.

Compared to the terrifying array attacks of the Twin Extremes Sect, Qian Duoduo's attacks were indeed weak, unable to even cause a ripple.

This black robe is truly a powerful magical artifact.

This guy with too much money is indeed a bully who picks on the weak and fears the strong; a little intimidation was enough to frighten him.

That's good, then he can really plunder it properly.

Liu Xingchen got up in the middle of the night and found that Qian Duo had secretly slipped out. So he put on a black robe to scare him, in order to retrieve the Foundation Establishment Pill from him.

He immediately began to examine Qian Duoduo's body.

This bag is very heavy; it must be a storage bag. I'll take it.

The bag was quite light. When I opened it, I found it contained banknotes, which I took as well.

Hey, he has a huge ring on his hand, could it be a storage ring? Let's take it off.

After a thorough search, Liu Xingchen pocketed everything, whether valuable or not.

He didn't know which storage bag contained the Foundation Establishment Pills, nor did he have the ability to open them, so he simply bought them all and took them all.

After finishing, Liu Xingchen changed out of his black robe, put it back in his bundle, and slipped away.

Liu Xingchen tiptoed open the door of the small house, like a cat venturing out at night, trying not to make a sound.

He tried to sneak back to his place, but as soon as he entered, he heard a voice.

"Star, where have you gone?"

Oh no, Master has found out.

Liu Xingchen immediately explained, "Master, I just need to use the restroom."

"Nonsense, you went into the woods, didn't you? What nonsense! There are robberies everywhere tonight, how could you go and get involved?" Old Hua's voice carried a hint of reproach and worry.

Their sudden action startled Tie Zhu awake, and he was quite pleased to hear this.

"Brother Xingchen, you went to rob someone? Why didn't you call me for something so fun?"

"Alright, you two, stop fooling around. It's a good thing Xingchen is back safe and sound, otherwise I would have gone to look for him."

Hua Laodao breathed a sigh of relief, but his tone still carried a hint of reproach.

After thinking about it, Liu Xingchen decided to tell his master about the robbery, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get the Foundation Establishment Pill.

Upon hearing that Liu Xingchen had robbed a large sum of money, Old Master Hua was so surprised that he was speechless.

Tie Zhu laughed: "Brother Xingchen, you robbed too much money! That's amazing! How did you do that?"

"It's nothing, I was just lucky. He saw that there was too much money and was about to slip away, so I secretly followed behind him."

"Later, several groups of people robbed him. While they were fighting, I took advantage of the chaos and did the trick of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. I picked up his things and ran away."

"Haha, that's great! Brother Xingchen, you've really gotten a good deal."

Hua Laodao also vented his anger, saying that evil people will be punished.

Liu Xingchen took out the item he had obtained from Qian Duoduo and handed it to Hua Laodao.

"Master, please check if there are any Foundation Establishment Pills in here."

Since it contained so much money, Old Hua didn't stand on ceremony. He took the storage bag and began to examine it carefully.

"These storage bags have been sealed with a restriction placed on them by too much money. I will slowly break it."

So Hua Laodao used his magic to skillfully break the restrictions on the money one by one.

With the restriction lifted, countless treasures from the storage bag were revealed before them, a dazzling array that left them breathless.

The Foundation Establishment Pill was found, and the excited Old Master Hua carefully hid it on his person.

The sheer number of spirit crystals, pills, and magical treasures dazzled them.

They've made a fortune!

The only regret is that the huge ring wasn't a storage ring.

A rogue cultivator is a rogue cultivator; even if they're incredibly wealthy, they still can't afford a storage ring.

Tie Zhu was a little worried: "Master, we've taken so many good things, shouldn't we leave quickly to avoid any unforeseen problems?"

Hua Laodao laughed for once: "Oh, Tiezhu, you've improved. You even know the phrase 'the longer the night, the more dreams' now."

"But you're wrong. We've got so many good things, we shouldn't be in such a hurry to leave. Otherwise, people will easily associate us with the story of being robbed because we have too much money."

"No rush, let's continue meditating and talk about it when it gets light." Old Master Hua looked completely at ease, as if he had everything under control.

So the three of them continued meditating in the hut, as if the hustle and bustle of the outside world had nothing to do with them. They knew that as long as they waited until dawn, they could leave openly and without worrying about arousing suspicion.

The next day, as the morning sun rose, Hua Laodao and his two companions stepped out of the small house to greet the rising sun.

The small trading area gradually awakens in the morning mist, beginning another day of bustling activity.

As they walked along the road, they bid farewell to the other independent cultivators who were also preparing to leave.

At this moment, Tie Zhu noticed a strange phenomenon.

Several monks were returning from the trees, pulling carts with monks lying on them.

"What are you doing?" Tie Zhu asked curiously.

Old Hua glanced at it and said with a smile:

"Oh, I see this every time a trade fair ends."

"These are the cultivators who died or were injured in the robbery that happened in the woods last night. The Yu brothers brought them back. The injured can be treated, and the dead can be buried."

"Why are there so many cultivators lying in the carriage wearing black robes?" Tie Zhu asked again.

"That's strange," Old Master Hua said, puzzled.

Only Liu Xingchen, who knew the inside story, was secretly laughing.