58: Chapter 58 This complete newbie is a walking treasure trove

"Got it!"

Fang Yuan understood immediately, and shaking his round belly, he ran out.

Once everyone had left, Chun Xiaobai was the only one remaining in the Immortal Cave.

He happily gathered the remaining ten Storage Pouches into his arms and rushed into his cultivation room.

A few moments later, a series of clattering and clanging sounds echoed from the cultivation room.

It was the sound of various Spirit Stones, Magical Artifacts, and Medicinal Pills being crudely dumped onto the floor, clashing against one another.

Immediately following that was a series of strange laughs, each one higher and more crazed than the last.

"Hahaha! This Great King has truly struck it rich this time!!"

...

Under the malicious and indignant descriptions of those Disciples, the news of today's three matches spread through the entire Outer Sect like a plague in less than half a day.

"What? He defeated five Senior Brothers on the heavenly pride list and jumped to thirty-ninth place less than half a month after joining the Sect?"

Some were astonished, while others were bewildered.

"What thirty-ninth place? That's just a joke!" someone muttered inwardly.

The spreaders of the news were spitting with excitement, adding their own embellishments.

"You guys don't know, that fellow relied entirely on sneak attacks and poison. He only won those three challenges because he had so many treasures and Talismans on him!"

"Right, right, I heard that too. I heard he even used Soft Tendon Powder, making Senior Sister Xu stand there and take a beating. Don't you think that's despicable?"

"Huh? How could a righteous Sect like our Qingyun Sect produce such an evil cultivator?"

"He's more than an evil cultivator! He's utterly shameless! Despicable and base!"

Chun Xiaobai's image was completely blackened in everyone's mouths.

Labels like 'worse than a beast', 'stabbing people in the back', and 'moral bankruptcy' were all pinned on him.

Those who hadn't been there in person already hated him to the bone just from hearing the descriptions.

Some Disciples, overflowing with a 'sense of justice', even spontaneously formed a 'Crusade Group'. They wrote a ten-thousand-word petition and submitted it to the Sect's upper management, demanding severe punishment for this black sheep who was ruining the Sect's reputation.

However, the big shots of the Sect's upper management only took a glance before waving their hands, using a surge of Spiritual Qi to blast the Disciples and their petition right out.

"Scram!"

Whether the person used poison or underhanded means to win, Elder Fu was right there on the stage watching!

Wasn't this questioning whether Elder Fu was blind?

The Crusade Group had no choice but to disperse in disgrace.

But the fire in their hearts only burned hotter. They could only gather together and curse secretly, swearing to see this villain get his comeuppance with their own eyes.

Of course, besides anger, there was even more greed.

"Storage Pouches from twelve Disciples on the heavenly pride list..."

The well-informed didn't spend their first moments cursing; instead, their eyes turned green with envy.

That was twelve fortunes!

Even some Elders might be tempted by that.

Soon, in every corner of the Outer Sect and even among some low-level Disciple circles in the Inner Sect, people began to secretly coordinate, pondering how to slaughter this 'fat sheep'.

To make those twelve Storage Pouches drop.

"This Chun Xiaobai is a mobile treasury!"

At this moment, the Sect's upper management, including some Peak Masters and even Deacons, were full of irritation.

They had been pestered all day by these Disciples buzzing like flies, with people coming up to report him at every turn, speaking with such vivid detail.

They were forced to remember the name 'Chun Xiaobai'.

A little fellow who had only entered the Sect for half a month, managing to throw the entire Outer Sect into chaos single-handedly, was considered quite a talent.

Of course, this also caused them to direct their resentment toward the Peak Master of Green Bamboo Peak, Peak Master Yun Huoyue.

"This Peak Master Yun Huoyue, she spends all day being a hands-off manager!"

"If she doesn't start controlling those lawless Disciples on her peak, I see this kid straying onto the Evil Path sooner or later!"

...

Chun Xiaobai was completely unaware of the turmoil in the outside world.

He was currently locked in his cultivation room, and it took him a full two hours to categorize and organize the items from those ten Storage Pouches.

Looking at the mountain of resources before him, he felt as if even his breath carried the fragrance of Spirit Stones.

There were over a hundred offensive and defensive Magical Artifacts of various types, piled up like a scrap metal shop.

Over three hundred Talismans, colorful and spread all over the floor.

There were also over fifty Secret Manuals for Cultivation Techniques. Although most were Yellow Rank, they were better than nothing.

What surprised him most were the Medicinal Pills; there were as many as three hundred bottles, ranging from Rejuvenation Pills for healing to Qi Gathering Pills for increasing cultivation—everything he could need was there.

There were also over thirty stalks of Spirit Medicine emitting a thick medicinal fragrance and a shimmering green light of wealth; these were all hard currency!

"Now, the meals for the next month are sorted!"

Chun Xiaobai grabbed a bottle of Medicinal Pills and finished it off directly like they were jelly beans.

However, the only thing that disappointed him slightly was the number of Spirit Stones.

It was far lower than his estimate.

He had originally thought that these Genius Disciples, who walked with their heads held high every day, would at least have an average of a hundred thousand Spirit Stones on them, right?

But after turning everything upside down, he found that these guys were all abnormally poor.

The one with the most only had ten thousand Spirit Stones, and on average, each person had about seven thousand.

Added all together, they barely reached fifty thousand Spirit Stones.

"They shouldn't be this poor!"

Chun Xiaobai curled his lip, a look of disdain on his face.

His biggest bottleneck for advancing right now was Spirit Stones.

Although the 'Tongbao Dharma Eye' allowed him to see the aura of wealth, cultivating that 'Martial God Art'... no, that proper Cultivation Technique, was a true bottomless pit.

"But fortunately, there are still these thirty-plus stalks of Spirit Medicine."

Looking at those few green-glowing spirit plants, he felt a bit more balanced.

Tomorrow, there would be even bigger 'fat sheep' waiting for him to slaughter!

"Even mosquito legs are meat. Digesting these things and raising my strength is the top priority. Then I'll talk about sweeping the heavenly pride list!"

Chun Xiaobai gave a grand wave of his hand, and fifty thousand Spirit Stones fell with a 'clatter', piling into a small mountain.

He raised his hand and, as if crushing garlic, gave a series of 'bang bang bang' strikes. Within a few breaths, he had smashed that pile of Spirit Stones entirely into powder.

A dense white spiritual mist exploded within the room.

Chun Xiaobai sat cross-legged in the center, his Tongbao Dharma Eye locking onto this majestic breath of Origin, guiding it toward his limbs and bones. Following that, he began to circulate the Martial God Art to refine it.

Meanwhile, the Spiritual Qi he had excluded leaked out through the cracks in the window.

The withered yellow weeds in the courtyard, upon contact with this escaping spiritual mist, actually stretched their branches and leaves at a speed visible to the naked eye, emitting a faint, lustrous glow.

After only the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Chun Xiaobai opened his eyes and looked at the dull stone powder covering the floor, curling his lip helplessly.

"What a rip-off!"

Throwing in these fifty thousand Spirit Stones was like pouring a ladle of water into a vat; it only kicked up a single ripple.

His Blood Refining fourth-layer Realm was still just one step away from the fifth layer.

"Damn it, this Martial God Art is strong, but its ability to swallow gold is also unmatched!"

Fortunately, he had already prepared himself mentally and hadn't expected these fifty thousand Spirit Stones to fill this bottomless pit.

He looked up at the sky and saw that the Third Leader hadn't bought the wine and food back yet.

"Then I'll do it in one go and break through!"