My Cultivation Prowess Peaks after I Buried the Great Emperor's Corpse

530  We Want Money and Your Lives!

"Hello, everyone~"

Just as Wu Qingyu was panicking and feeling uneasy, a mocking voice suddenly sounded from the darkness.

Immediately after, everyone saw three figures appear out of thin air on the square.

"The Wicked Trio."

Wu Qingyu's face darkened as she looked at the people who had just arrived.

"It was indeed you who plotted behind the scenes. What exactly do you want?" She asked coldly.

Hearing this, a mysterious smile hung on the Mad Daoist's lips as he quietly observed the others with a strange look. He seemed to be thinking about what price he should ask for.

"Goddess Wu, it's been a long time. We haven't seen each other since the Immemorial Divine Well 10 years ago. I'm sure you know our style, right? In two words, seek wealth. Everyone, hurry up and hand over all the treasures on you."

His calm voice slowly sounded.

F*ck! This was blatant extortion!

Everyone was furious.

"Humph!"

Compared to Ying Changsheng and the others' hatred and hesitation, Wu Qingyu did not hesitate at all. She threw all her treasures on the ground.

"Uncle Tianxiong, take out all your treasures. We can't hide from the Wicked Trio. Instead of waiting for them to attack, we should just take the initiative to avoid being attacked," Wu Qingyu said coldly.

Fu Tianxiong and the others were filled with anger and hatred, but they did not dare to resist because of Lin Wudao and the others' terrifying methods and strength.

With that, Fu Tianxiong threw the Qiongming Divine Pagoda and all his valuable divine items at the Mad Daoist's feet. Fu Qingyan and the rest also took out their treasures.

"Goddess Wu, you are indeed wise."

Looking at the actions of Wu Qingyu and the others, as well as the many treasures on the ground, the Mad Daoist immediately revealed an appreciative smile.

With a wave of his hand, he put away all the treasures and looked at Ying Changsheng and the others with an evil gaze.

"What about you guys? Don't tell me you don't have any treasures on you."

The Mad Daoist's expression was gloomy. His soul-stirring eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

"Isn't it too much and too wicked for you to do this? We are all from the Taiyin family. In the vast Divine Continent, we have some status and power. No matter how powerful you are, there are only three of you while behind each of us is a powerful divine race. Do you really intend to fall out with the nine great divine races and fight to the death?"

A cold threat came from the crowd.

Hearing this, the Mad Daoist immediately looked over and saw that the person who spoke was the Saint of the Jiuyang divine race

The latter was glaring at the Mad Daoist the others with hatred.

"Heh, are you threatening us?"

"I wouldn't dare. I am merely speaking the truth," The Jiuyang Saint replied indifferently.

"I see. I admire your courage, but we, the Wicked Trio, will never be threatened. The nine great divine races of the Taiyin family are nothing in our eyes."

Boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, the Mad Daoist raised his hand and cast the Great Burial Technique. In an instant, a strange divine tomb enveloped the Jiuyang Saint.

"Ah!"

Accompanied by a shrill scream, in just three breaths, half of the Jiuyang Saint's cultivation, lifespan, luck, and so on had been forcefully absorbed by the Mad Daoist. All his treasures had been taken as well.

The Jiuyang Saint lay on the ground with disheveled hair. His cultivation had long fallen to the True God realm, and his originally handsome face was filled with intense panic and fear.

Ha!

Seeing his change, the surrounding divine races gasped in unison.

Whoosh!

They didn't dare to hesitate any longer and immediately handed over all the treasures they had.

"Tsk, you're all a bunch of bitches. If you had done this earlier, wouldn't it have been better? You just had to wait until I made a move..." The Mad Daoist cursed.

With a wave of his hand, all the treasures on the ground instantly disappeared.

"Mad Daoist, now that we have given you all our treasures, can you let us leave?" Wu Qingyu asked with a dark face.

Let them go?

The Mad Daoist was surprised.

"When did I say that I would let you go?"

"You...! We no longer have any treasures. Could it be that... You want our lives?" Wu Qingyu said angrily.

In response, the Mad Daoist nodded seriously.

"You're right. Not only do we want the treasures, but we also want your lives. Next, each of you here will have to pay half of your lifespan, cultivation, and luck. After that, I will notify the divine races that you are from and ask them to bring treasures to redeem you."

What?

Everyone was shocked by the Mad Daoist's words.

Even Wu Qingyu's eyes were filled with fear. She didn't expect the Wicked Trio to be so crazy. Not only did they want their treasures, but they had no intention of letting go of their lives either.

As expected, one would be met with great misfortune once one encountered them.

"Alright. Brothers, let's start harvesting now. Should we start with the Taiyi divine race or the other divine races?"

"The Taiyi divine race. I haven't earned anything in ten years. I have to get some benefits first," Qin Daofu rubbed his hands and smiled.

"Alright. Then let's start with the Taiyi divine race."

As he spoke, the Mad Daoist extended his demonic palm towards the four Heavenly Gods of the Taiyi divine race and used the Great Tomb Supreme Technique to begin absorbing their lifespan.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

...

Amidst the screams, the four Heavenly Gods of the Taiyi divine race were quickly drained of their lifespans and reduced to cold corpses.

Seeing this, Qin Daofu, who was standing at the side, immediately set up the Undead Altar and expiated the sins of the Heavenly God corpses, including the previous Yun Dingtian.

Boom!

Half a day later, after expiating the sins of the last Heavenly God corpse, Qin Daofu's body erupted with an extremely powerful aura. His cultivation had broken through to level 10 of the True God realm.

"Hahaha, Heavenly Gods are indeed the best! Awesome! It's so awesome!"

Qin Daofu's eyes were filled with excitement.

He then looked at Fu Tianxiong and the others with a fierce gaze as if he wanted to expiate their sins immediately.

"Next, it's your turn. Don't worry. I'll only take half of your lifespan, cultivation, and luck. I won't really take your lives."

After saying that, the Mad Daoist took a step forward and arrived in front of Wu Qingyu and the others. He was about to start absorbing their lifespan.

"Wait! I know of an immemorial Divine King's tomb. As long as you don't harm the Night Demon divine race, I'll tell you about that Divine King's tomb!" The quick-witted Wu Qingyu shouted.

Hmm? An immemorial Divine King's tomb?

Upon hearing this, Lin Wudao and the other two immediately turned their attention to her.

When the Mad Daoist heard about the immemorial Divine King's tomb, his eyes lit up.

"Is what you said true?"

"Yes. Among the treasures I took out, there was a stone tablet. On it was recorded the map of a Divine King's great tomb. If you don't believe me, you can take it out and take a look," Wu Qingyu said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, the Mad Daoist immediately began to search through the treasures.

A moment later, he indeed found an ancient stone tablet.

The stone tablet was black and exuded an ancient and vast aura of time. There were also various mysterious patterns and carvings on it.

After careful identification by the Mad Daoist, he confirmed that it was a map.

However, the stone tablet was incomplete.

"Brother Ren, look at this thing."

The Mad Daoist handed the stone tablet to Lin Wudao.

"This is indeed the tomb of an immemorial Divine King, but the map recorded on this stone tablet is not complete. It is only a third of it," Lin Wudao said indifferently.

"Goddess Wu, where's the rest of the map?"

"Well... Unless you promise not to harm me, Uncle Tianxiong, and the entire Night Demon divine race, then only will I tell you," Wu Qingyu took a deep breath and said coldly.

"Are you bargaining with us?"

The Mad Daoist's expression darkened.

"Goddess Wu, you are now our prisoners. Your life and death are in our hands. If you are unwilling to tell us, we can just search your soul. We will still find out then..."

"Hehe, then you can try."

Wu Qingyu looked determined. She seemed to be prepared for the Mad Daoist and the others to search her soul.

Hmm?

Seeing her like this, the Mad Daoist was a little uncertain.