This is a reward for you.

At this moment, Su Lang looked around and asked,

“There are more than five Martial Sages in your clan, aren’t there? Who else is there?”

“Ah!?”

Chiri Muzhu cautiously replied, “Young Master Su, we have another Martial Sage visiting the Jade Feather Clan!”

Because no one in their clan could deal with the flying squirrel disaster, they sent someone to the Jade Feather Clan, hoping to find a solution.

“Gone to the Jade Feather Clan, huh? Alright.”

“Now, bring out all your treasures and spirit jade!”

As he spoke, Su Lang extended a hand and beckoned to Chiri Muzhu and the others.

“Yes, yes, yes!”

“Young Master Su, we’ll hand over the treasures to you right away!”

Chiri Muzhu nodded quickly, then unfolded his Martial Sage domain, taking out all his treasures, even including his Saint Weapon.

Seeing this, the other four Martial Sages dared not harbor any侥幸 and opened their Martial Sage domains to retrieve all their treasures.

The entire collections of five Martial Sages appeared before Su Lang!

Those heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and pieces of crystal-clear spirit jade, glowed dazzlingly in the sunlight.

“Quite honest!”

Su Lang glanced at Chiri Muzhu and the others, then stored everything into his spatial storage.

However, it wasn’t over yet!

The Jade Lake Saint Clan had a secret vault, so how could the Chiri Saint Clan not have one?

“Come, take me to your Chiri Clan’s secret vault.”

Su Lang looked down at the five Martial Sages and said indifferently.

“Yes!”

Chiri Muzhu’s face showed bitterness as he nodded.

The secret vault contained most of the Chiri Clan’s resources; if Su Lang hadn’t mentioned it, they would have saved a considerable amount of their wealth.

But since Su Lang brought it up, he dared not refuse.

The other four Martial Sages secretly felt a surge of anger.

Five Martial Sages, humbling themselves before Su Lang, a Martial Venerable, almost to the point of licking his shoes—it was simply a disgrace.

But what could they do?

Their clan leader had knelt, not to mention a Quasi-Immortal had knelt, so they could only yield.

Immediately after.

Led by Chiri Muzhu, Su Lang arrived at the Chiri Saint Clan’s secret vault.

Compared to the Jade Lake Saint Clan’s secret vault, the Chiri Saint Clan’s secret vault contained even more good things.

After all, they were the strongest of the three great Saint Clans!

Walking through the secret vault, Su Lang waved his hand, and a large number of treasures disappeared.

Step by step, heavenly materials and earthly treasures vanished in swathes!

The accumulated wealth of the Chiri Saint Clan, spanning countless millennia, thus fell into Su Lang’s hands!

In a flash, the entire secret vault of the Chiri Saint Clan became empty!

Chiri Muzhu and the others were heartbroken to the point of almost spitting blood, but on the surface, they had to force a smile that said, “Please, take whatever you like, as long as you’re satisfied!”

“Alright.”

“I’ve taken almost all the wealth of your clan.”

Su Lang waved his hand indifferently, “As for the rest, I’m too lazy to take it.”

“Yes!”

“Thank you, Young Master Su, for your mercy!”

Chiri Muzhu and the others bowed repeatedly, their faces plastered with smiles.

To be honest, Su Lang hadn’t touched their foundation.

Chiri Muzhu’s foundation was Chiri Mountain, which could easily be called a natural super treasure.

If the Treasure-Hunting Flying Squirrels were to dig around indiscriminately, the mountain would soon become unremarkable among others, no longer suitable for the Chiri Clan’s martial artists to cultivate.

That Chiri Mountain was preserved was fortunate for Chiri Muzhu and the others.

“Stop bowing.”

Su Lang narrowed his eyes, looking down at the five, “Next, I still need to take one more thing from you.”

At these words, Chiri Muzhu and the others’ expressions froze, revealing troubled looks.

They had already handed over all their treasures, but Su Lang still wanted to take one more thing!

They had a rough guess as to what Su Lang wanted to take.

Chiri Muzhu asked with difficulty, “Young Master Su wants our Soul Heart Fire!?”

“Precisely.”

“This is not a demand, but a reward for you.”

“You can refuse; I won’t do anything against you and will leave immediately.”

Su Lang’s lips curved into a smile, “You only get one chance. It’s up to you whether you can seize it. As for the time, I’ll give you ten breaths.”

With that, Su Lang began to count down.