Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

Hearing this, the blue-clad youth also laughed and said, "Although we've been doing this murderous and plundering business many times, today was truly extremely dangerous! I didn't expect that person's cultivation to be only at the Great Perfection of the Qi Activation Stage, yet his strength was not to be underestimated. If it weren't for Brother Pan's alertness, I'm afraid the ones who died in the end would have been us! This time, we really have to thank Brother Pan."

"Hey, Brother Feng, you're too polite! When we two brothers became sworn brothers, we said we would share blessings and bear hardships together. The reason we've been able to succeed repeatedly is all thanks to our seamless cooperation. So, Brother Feng, don't say any more words of thanks, it seems too distant! Let's quickly divide these things!"

It turned out that these two, in order to seize more magical treasures and elixirs to improve their cultivation, colluded with each other, specializing in killing low-level cultivators and snatching their storage treasures, finally going to remote places to divide the spoils.

And today, they had just killed a Qi Activation Stage ninth-layer Great Perfection cultivator, snatched his storage bag, and come to this Yuxiu Waterfall to divide the spoils.

The red-clothed youth was named Pan Liang, while the blue-clothed youth was Feng Bao.

It must be said that these two are truly scum in the cultivation world.

But they didn't care about any of this. At this time, they were excitedly opening the storage bag, wanting to see what was inside.

After a long period of activity, the storage bag was finally opened, and the contents were fully displayed before their eyes.

The cultivator they killed seemed to have a great background, possessing quite a few good things.

First, there was a large jade box. After opening it, it contained nearly seven thousand immortal crystal stones neatly stacked.

Then there were bottles of various sizes, filled with elixirs.

These elixirs were not simple either. Among them, there were actually seven middle-grade elixirs, emitting a faint fragrance.

And after seeing these elixirs, a hint of excitement flashed across the faces of both Pan Liang and Feng Bao.

You should know that they had killed more than a dozen people successively before, but they had only obtained three middle-grade elixirs in total.

Just as the wooden box was opened, an extremely rich medicinal fragrance and spiritual power rushed towards them.

Inside this wooden box, there was actually a thousand-year-old ginseng!

This ginseng was as thick as a baby's arm, and hundreds of red threads were tied to it to prevent its spiritual energy from being lost.

Looking at this thousand-year-old ginseng, both Pan Liang and Feng Bao's eyes were filled with strong greed.

You should know that hundred-year-old ginseng is very easy to find in the cultivation world, but thousand-year-old ginseng is extremely rare, and every time it appears, it will attract countless people to compete for it.

The thousand-year-old ginseng has great uses. In the hands of an alchemist, it can be used to refine high-grade elixirs; and for a weapon refiner, it is an essential material for forging high-grade spiritual treasures, or even profound treasures.

Of course, there are also some talisman makers who will use them to make high-grade spiritual talismans.

However, the number of top talisman makers is even rarer than thousand-year-old ginseng these days, so let's not mention that for now.

In fact, what really moved Pan Liang and Feng Bao was that just selling this thousand-year-old ginseng could fetch a price of hundreds of thousands of immortal crystal stones or more, and it was still priceless.

"Brother Feng, we've really made a fortune this time!"

After finally withdrawing his gaze from this thousand-year-old ginseng, Pan Liang tried to say calmly to Feng Bao.

Feng Bao also licked his lips and nodded, "Yes, I didn't expect that kid to have such a background, to actually possess such a rare thing as a thousand-year-old ginseng! Perhaps he's a core disciple of some large sect!"

"Brother Pan, do you think we'll have any trouble in the future after killing him?"

Feng Bao seemed a little worried.

But after hearing this, Pan Liang hurriedly waved his hand and said indifferently, "Hey, Brother Feng, you can rest assured. We have completely disposed of that kid's body, and no one will know we did it. So, let's not worry about this issue, and think about how to distribute these things."

With Pan Liang's words, the two men's eyes focused on the items again.

However, they were both staring at the thousand-year-old ginseng, obviously wanting to get it.

After a long time, Pan Liang spoke first, "Brother Feng, I have received a lot of care from you in the past. It's time for me to repay your kindness. How about this, this thousand-year-old ginseng belongs to you, and the rest belongs to me?"

"Brother Pan, are you serious?" Hearing Pan Liang's distribution method, Feng Bao's eyes lit up and he asked excitedly.

Pan Liang smiled and said, "Hey, we are brothers, who cares who gets what! If I said I'd give it to you, then I'll give it to you! If you don't want it, then I'll take it."

As he spoke, Pan Liang pretended to reach out to take the thousand-year-old ginseng.

Seeing this, Feng Bao panicked and took it into his arms, laughing, "I want it, of course I want it!"

Pan Liang smiled lightly when he saw this, but didn't say anything.

Now that it had been decided, the next thing was much simpler. Feng Bao put away the thousand-year-old ginseng, while Pan Liang put all the remaining things into his storage treasure.

The division of spoils was completely over.

After standing up, Pan Liang seemed to have thought of something again and said to Feng Bao, "By the way, Brother Feng, what was the poem you recited just now? It was quite nice, can you recite it again now?"

Feng Bao was in a very good mood at this time, so after hearing this request, he nodded and recited to the spectacular Yuxiu Waterfall, "Sunlight on Incense Burner Peak creates purple smoke, from afar I see…"

But what Feng Bao didn't know was that while he was reciting the poem, Pan Liang walked behind him with a gloomy face, then took out a short dagger and stabbed it into his back when he wasn't paying attention.

This dagger was stained with poison. As soon as it was stabbed in, Feng Bao's skin turned a strange purple color, and then he fell forward and died immediately!

Pan Liang laughed loudly when he saw this and said, "Brother Feng, don't blame me! There's only one ginseng, you want it, and I want it too. There's nothing I can do, I had to kill you. Don't worry, I'll burn some paper for you next year on this day."

At this time, Pan Liang's face was filled with a cold sneer.

Then, Pan Liang squatted down while whistling, wanting to take the storage bag from Feng Bao's body.

But at this moment, a golden spiritual light suddenly shot over from the distance, hooked Feng Bao's storage bag, and floated into the air.

At the same time, a faint voice rang out from the air: "You killed your sworn brother without hesitation, you are really vicious, aren't you?"