251: Chapter 250: Eighteen Sects Annihilated in Succession! The God of Wealth Has Arrived!

"Rumble—"

The Golden Chariot streaked across the sky, the giant flag with the character "Demolish" snapping in the astral winds, looking like a death god's summoning banner.

After leaving the Liuyun Sect, Lin Feng didn't head straight for the Nine Heavens. Instead, he pulled out a "social relations ledger" found in True Monarch Liuyun's storage ring.

"Good grief, that old dog Seven Luminaries has quite a few henchmen in the Lower Realm."

Lin Feng ran his finger across the ledger, a cruel smile curling at the corners of his mouth. "Since I'm going to the Heavenly Court to be an official, I should bring some local specialties for Your Majesty and... clear some roadblocks along the way."

"Liu Ming!"

"Present!" Liu Ming was clad in a brand-new Top Grade Immortal armor, holding a Top Grade Immortal sword he had just been assigned. His whole being was radiant, far removed from his previous miserable appearance.

"Three hundred miles ahead is the Iron Fist Sect. They usually rely on the Qiyao Immortal Palace and have bullied many, often tripping up the Demon Suppression Division. Pass my order: full speed ahead!"

"Yes!"

A moment later, a towering mountain gate appeared in sight. The Iron Fist Sect was famous for Body Refining, and its Sect array was exceptionally sturdy.

However, against Lin Feng's unreasonable Golden Chariot, so-called sturdiness was a joke.

"Who dares trespass into my Iron Fist..."

Before the mountain-guarding Disciple could finish his shout, he was drowned out by the roars of the nine Golden Dragons.

Standing at the front of the chariot, Lin Feng didn't bother with nonsense and simply waved his hand.

"Fugui, it's up to you. Break the array!"

"Got it, Master! Watch my 'Misfortune Armor-Piercing Flow'!"

Huang Fugui stuck out his butt and aimed at the Sect-protecting array below, his grey misfortune tail whipping violently.

"Crack!"

The core of the array, which had been running smoothly, suddenly jammed for no reason, as if a pebble had been thrown into the gears. Immediately after, the array's light screen began to flicker violently, and the Spiritual Qi started to flow backward.

"Now, ram through!"

The phantoms of the nine Golden Dragons exerted their strength, and the Golden Chariot, like a golden meteorite, slammed hard into the weakest node of the array.

"Boom—!!!"

With a thunderous explosion, the Iron Fist Sect's proud mountain-guarding array, along with the mountain gate archway inscribed with "Iron Fist Invincible," was instantly reduced to powder!

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The Iron Fist Sect Master, a burly man at the Early Stage of the Golden Immortal Realm, roared as he rushed out. Before he could even strike a pose, Lin Feng's figure had already teleported in front of him.

"Too slow."

"Slap!"

A massive slap sent the Sect Master spinning three hundred and sixty degrees in the air, his facial bones shattered, falling to the ground like a dead dog.

"Robbery! Men to the left, women to the right, hermaphrodites in the middle! Hand over everything valuable on you!"

Huang Fugui stood on the Sect Master's head, waving his small paws and acting tough under Lin Feng's shadow.

...

The next three days were a nightmare for the Sects along the route from the White Jade Immortal State to the Heavenly River.

Red Fire Cult, destroyed!

Clear Breeze Valley, leveled!

Myriad Beasts Villa, all the beasts were stolen!

Leading the remnants of the Demon Suppression Division, Lin Feng was like a swarm of locusts crossing the land; where they passed, not a blade of grass remained.

Eighteen Sects destroyed in a row!

These eighteen Sects were, without exception, die-hard loyalists of the Seven Luminaries Immortal King's faction. They usually acted overbearingly, but now they had become Lin Feng's ATMs.

In the hall of the chariot, spoils of war were piled up like small mountains.

Immortal crystals, Magic Treasures, Medicinal Pills, Spiritual Plants... the glittering jewels were dizzying.

"System, convert them for me!"

Lin Feng sat on his throne and waved his hand.

[Ding! Large amount of resources detected... Converting...]

[Congratulations to the Host, obtained critical hit points: 3 trillion!]

[Congratulations to the Host, obtained critical hit points: 5 trillion!]

...

A series of notification sounds put Lin Feng in a great mood. This wasn't war; this was clearly stocking up!

Although he was constantly consuming critical hit points to maintain the high-intensity operation of the Myriad Dao Furnace Sutra, repair the chariot, and enhance his subordinates' strength, his total balance of critical hit points didn't decrease but instead soared all the way to [18 trillion]!

"Liu Ming, call all the brothers in."

Lin Feng looked at the "trash" Magic Treasures that the System had rejected or that had low conversion rates. These things were useless to him, but for ordinary Immortals, they were rare Top Grade items.

Soon, thousands of Demon Suppression Division warriors gathered in the hall.

Looking at the mountain of Magic Treasures, their breathing quickened, and their eyes burned with excitement.

"Since you're following me, Lin Feng, I might not have much else, but I've got plenty of equipment!"

Lin Feng pointed at the pile of Magic Treasures and said heroically, "These Top Grade Immortal Artifacts and High Grade Immortal Pills, pick them yourselves! Take as many as you can! Arm yourselves to the teeth!"

"We're going to the Heavenly Court. What would it look like if we were dressed in rags? All of you, put on the best stuff!"

"Thank you for the reward, Chief!!"

Thousands of people shouted in unison, their voices shaking the clouds.

Originally, most of these Demon Suppression Division warriors used Low Grade Immortal Artifacts, and some even had damaged Magic Treasures. Now, even an ordinary patrol member held a High Grade or even Top Grade Immortal Artifact! The battle armor on their bodies was radiant, with astonishing defensive power!

A wealthy guard unit where everyone was equipped with "Top Grade Immortal Artifacts" was born!

"Is this even a flight for our lives? This is clearly a rich second-generation's outing!"

Liu Ming stroked the "Black Tortoise Armor," a Top Grade Immortal armor with incredible defensive power, moved to tears. He never dreamed that the Demon Suppression Division could have such a wealthy day.

"This is just the beginning."

Lin Feng looked at his newly transformed subordinates, the corners of his mouth curling slightly.

"When we get to the Heavenly Court, if anyone dares to look down on us..."

A cold light flashed in his eyes as he toyed with a Golden Immortal-level flying dagger he had just looted. With a slight squeeze of his fingers, the dagger was crushed into iron mud.

"Then we'll use money to crush them to death!"

"All troops, set out! Target—the Heavenly River!"

...

[Host: Lin Feng]

[Realm: Golden Immortal Great Perfection (Limit of Half-step Daluo)]

[Physical Body: Low Grade Acquired Spirit Treasure level]

[Cultivation Technique: Myriad Dao Furnace Sutra (Perfection), Eternal Undying Sutra (Twelfth Level)]

[Weapon: asura dragon-slaying blade (Top Grade Immortal Artifact, growable)]

[critical hit points Balance: 18.5 trillion]

Looking at this magnificent data, Lin Feng's confidence surged.

The Heavenly River was the last barrier to the Nine Heavens Palace, and it was also the legendary place of Weak Water where even a goose feather could not float.

"Old dog Seven Luminaries, I know you're waiting for me there."

Lin Feng looked at the silver chasm stretching across the world in the distance, his gaze like lightning.

"Bring out all your people. Don't let my killing spree end too soon."