Chapter 1024: Have a Vision

Deep within the black mist.

Fu Nantian chased frantically, his eyes gleaming with a greenish light as he shouted urgent questions.

Zui Wuya sprinted at full speed, his treasured sword no longer visible, his stinginess surpassing even that of his junior brother Wei Donghai.

The two old men dashed wildly like this.

One fled, the other pursued.

Curses of "thieving scoundrel" filled the air.

After what felt like an eternity, Fu Nantian finally checked the spatial rift with indignation, suppressing his frustration for the moment and mentally noting down yet another "thieving scoundrel" in his little black book.

At the outskirts of the black mist.

The six Saints were still battling the void beasts with all their might, but the atmosphere had already begun to twist.

Luo Hongfei, the once-leading Ancient Saint, had completely lost the spotlight. Instead, Wei Donghai, the least experienced among them, took command, wielding an ancient sword with sweeping, unrestrained strikes as if possessed by the spirit of a war god.

"Elder Brother Xu, leave this to me!"

"Elder Brother Song, step back!"

His commanding demeanor left the other elders utterly dumbfounded.

Another pale golden void beast emerged from the black sands, and one of the Saints wore a grave expression.

"Such terrifying aura! This beast must be at least fifth-tier. We can't possibly defeat it—only Elder Brother Gu might..."

Before he could finish paving the way for Luo Hongfei to step in—

Wei Donghai strode forward with his ancient sword resting behind his back, his eyes radiating extraordinary dominance.

"Fear not! This old man shall assist you!"

With those words, he swung his sword, unleashing a sword beam that stretched for thousands of miles!

Where the sword light passed, the sea of sand trembled.

Not only was the fifth-tier octopus-like void beast obliterated, but even the surrounding lesser creatures were wiped out.

Wei Donghai hovered in the air with his hands behind his back, beaming like a peerless master of the era.

Damn, the more he showed off, the more he looked the part.

The other Saints twitched at the corners of their mouths, their eyes burning with envy.

Though no one spoke, their gazes all converged on the ancient sword, practically drooling with longing.

Yet all they could do was envy—there was nothing they could do about it.

Even though jealousy gnawed at their hearts, they knew such a divine weapon was a tremendous asset. So, they swallowed their resentment and poured their focus into the battle against the void beasts.

With the combined efforts of the six Saints and the ancient sword's power, the remaining void beasts were soon routed.

Though Zui Wuya and Fu Nantian had yet to return, the spoils of war were already abundant.

A vast array of rare treasures lay before them, and the Saints all turned their eyes to Luo Hongfei, the Ancient Saint.

"Elder Brother Gu, we await your judgment on the distribution."

"Yes, please decide how these treasures should be divided."

"Once refined, these materials will greatly enhance our cultivation. If we face another wave of void beasts in the future, we’ll stand a better chance. Elder Brother Gu, we defer to you!"

As always, the Saints obeyed Luo Hongfei, their elder brother, without question.

But Luo Hongfei, ever fair-minded, stroked his beard and smiled, turning his gaze to Wei Donghai.

"Gentlemen, in my opinion, the distribution of these spoils should be decided by Brother Wei."

At these words, the Saints were filled with admiration.

Such magnanimity—truly befitting the Ancient Saint Luo Hongfei!

Wei Donghai was stunned, overwhelmed by the unexpected honor. For a moment, he didn’t know how to react. Only when the others cast complicated looks his way did he begin to believe it.

Who would have thought? He, Wei Donghai, would one day be entrusted with such a decision!

The sudden recognition and glory nearly made him faint from happiness.

Thankfully, Luo Hongfei gently reminded him with a calm smile.

"Brother Wei, we await your decision. There’s no need to decline."

Bolstered by these words, Wei Donghai surveyed the treasures before him.

Dragon whiskers, golden pincers, silver tails—

Hundreds of exceedingly rare materials lay before him.

In the past, such a haul would have been unimaginable, and Wei Donghai wouldn’t have dared hope for much. But since most of these were obtained by his own hand, he felt a bit more confident.

Then, remembering that he ought to show some gratitude to Senior Yi Feng...

Wei Donghai mustered his courage and declared firmly,

"Very well! Since that’s the case, I won’t stand on ceremony."

Without hesitation, he swiftly stored nearly two hundred treasures into his spatial ring.

Luo Hongfei remained composed, merely blinking in surprise.

The other Saints, however, nearly popped their eyes out in shock!

Letting him pick a few first as a courtesy was already generous—but this guy didn’t even hesitate? He really went all out, shamelessly taking as much as he could!

Compared to before, Wei Donghai’s true colors as a greedy, miserly scoundrel were now on full display.

This bastard was actually this shameless?!

The lingering resentment from earlier and the fresh outrage now intertwined. Except for Luo Hongfei, the other four Saints were left speechless, their faces red with anger, huffing like bellows.

Only the sight of the remaining treasures kept them from lashing out at Wei Donghai.

As the distribution neared its end, two streaks of light descended from the distance.

Zui Wuya and Fu Nantian had returned.

Their expressions were polar opposites—one red-faced and furious, the other calm as an ancient pine.

The Saints exchanged puzzled glances. These two had gone to inspect the rift together—why were their moods so drastically different? Had there been some dispute over spoils?

Even Luo Hongfei grew curious, his expression solemn as he asked,

"Brother Fu, how was the rift inspection?"

But the question only made things worse.

Fu Nantian’s eyes actually welled up with tears!

"The rift itself is stable for now, its expansion halted with the dispersal of the void beasts. We’ve also set up a sealing formation."

"But..."

"Elder Brother Gu! Elder Brother Gu! We’ve been betrayed by a false friend!"

His trembling lips and glistening tears made him look utterly heartbroken, as if he had suffered an unbearable grievance.

The Saints were baffled. Luo Hongfei frowned slightly.

"Brother Fu, what do you mean?"

Under everyone’s gaze, Fu Nantian suddenly glared at Zui Wuya!

"This bastard!"

"This bastard is utterly despicable!"

"I considered him my closest friend, yet he’s been hiding his true strength all along! He also possesses a Dawn Dao ancient sword, and he flaunted it right in front of me! No matter how much I pleaded, he refused to show it again!"

"We’ve guarded this place together for years, brothers in life and death! Yet he’s so stingy—not only did he hoard his treasures, but he even toyed with me using that sword, refusing to share even a single scrap! A damn thieving scoundrel!"

Fu Nantian’s aggrieved outburst left the Saints wide-eyed.

"What?!"

"Zui Wuya has one too?!"

"This—this is just…!"

"Using the sword’s power to claim treasures first—why does this sound so familiar…?"

"Truly birds of a feather! Both of them are damn thieving scoundrels!"

Upon learning the truth, the Saints couldn’t help but curse aloud!

Having witnessed Wei Donghai’s ancient sword firsthand, they knew its terrifying power. Now, hearing that Zui Wuya also had one—and had similarly used it to hoard treasures—their resentment and frustration more than doubled.

Even Luo Hongfei’s lips twitched slightly.

All six Saints gnashed their teeth in fury!

All these years…

They had assumed these two junior brothers were weak in cultivation and had often gone out of their way to protect them in dangerous situations.

Who would’ve thought?

They had Dawn Dao ancient swords all along.

And not just one—each had their own!

With divine weapons like these, who needed protection?

Hell, they might’ve been the ones protecting the others all along!

If not for the mountains of treasures before them, who knew how long these two scheming bastards would’ve kept up the act!

I thought you were my brother—turns out you’re just a damn seasoned actor?!

Recalling all their past experiences, the Saints’ faces flushed red with rage.

The sheer intensity of their glares could’ve drowned the two brothers in a flood of spit.

"Speak quickly! How did you obtain this Daylight Dao Sword?" Fu Nantian pressed, getting to the crux of the matter.

"We won't tell!"

"No idea."

The two answered in unison, refusing to say a word.

This infuriated the crowd, their eyes blazing as they glared at the pair.

Zui Wuya remained calm, unbothered by the stares, steady as an old dog.

Wei Donghai, however, was a bit less composed and quietly sent a voice transmission.

"Senior Brother, don’t you think we’re being a little too much?"

Zui Wuya smiled faintly, his gaze composed, as if everything was under control.

"Junior Brother, you’re still too young."

"Think about it—if we reveal the truth, wouldn’t that ruin Senior Yi Feng’s low-key demeanor? Offending a senior or offending fellow cultivators—which do you think is the better choice?"

"These old-timers are just momentarily jealous. They’ll get over it in a few days. Don’t take it to heart. Since we’ve received Senior’s fortune, we must also be prepared to endure envy. Let them seethe."

"Having befriended Senior, we must act with vision. Do you understand now?"

Wei Donghai had an epiphany and grinned, clasping his hands in respect.

"So that’s how it is. Senior Brother is truly thoughtful."

Though he said this, he had already secretly gathered a trove of rare treasures to present to Senior Yi Feng as thanks, quietly one-upping his senior brother. The thought filled him with glee.

Zui Wuya was no different—while investigating the spatial rift, he had also collected many rare materials, including thirty or forty dragon whiskers.

Even someone as esteemed as Senior Yi Feng would surely be pleased by such treasures.

The two exchanged knowing smirks, looking every bit like partners in crime.

Though they didn’t utter a word, the gathered sages could tell they were gloating through voice transmission, already drunk on their good fortune!

Fine, they had the ancient sword. Fine, they’d acquired treasures.

But did they have to flaunt it so shamelessly?

The six sages’ faces darkened, nearly cursing aloud.

"Enough, enough. Since the rift has been sealed and the rampaging void beasts dealt with, let us return," Luo Hongfei interjected, seeing that the brothers wouldn’t divulge anything. Rather than pressing further, he gracefully defused the tension, displaying the bearing of a true expert.

At his words, the others reluctantly fell silent.

Just as the group tore through the void, preparing to depart—

A terrifying power suddenly surged!

Luo Hongfei snapped his gaze toward the heavens, his aged eyes widening in shock.

"Channel force! The Ancient Corridor is being reopened!"

A thunderous explosion echoed—and the sages paled.