Ming Zhitian said, "Isn't it just a look? Hong Liefeng is fine, but Hong Qiangya... hehe, the magnanimity is too little."
Tian Nanjie was slightly stunned, then understood, "Young Master Ming, you misunderstand. The Marshal didn't ask you to come to the Treasure Repository to admire, but rather..."
Before his eyes, mountains of gold and silver jewels were piled high, along with over a thousand treasure chests. There were cultivation techniques, magical artifacts, talismans, and elixirs – everything imaginable.
Ming Zhitian said, "You continue."
Tian Nanjie smiled slightly, "Please. The Marshal said you can take whatever you want until your storage bag is full."
Ming Zhitian smiled faintly, "There is nothing here that I want. What I have, I already possess."
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Tian Nanjie was puzzled, "These vast cultivation resources are what everyone dreams of, yet you're not interested?"
Ming Zhitian then emptied his storage bag onto the ground as if dumping trash. Countless high-level secret manuals and cultivation techniques, hundreds of types of elixirs in abundance, and countless magical artifacts of various grades, even a few legendary divine weapons. kuAiδugg
After staring blankly for over ten seconds, Tian Nanjie finally came back to his senses. He nodded. Ming Zhitian's wealth was not displayed ostentatiously; it was because he trusted Tian Nanjie that he showed him. Tian Nanjie naturally wouldn't spread the word. Ming Zhitian put away his items.
Tian Nanjie sighed, "If there's anything you're interested in, you can mention it to the Marshal. He will surely agree. In any case, I still have to ask you, will you join my Demonic Sect?"
Ming Zhitian shook his head, "Senior Tian Nan, I will say the same thing. If you ever need me, I will undoubtedly complete it without hesitation."
Returning to the Marshal's mansion, Tian Nanjie returned the golden key to Hong Wangtie. He didn't pay attention to how many treasures Ming Zhitian took, because he knew that talent must be used and never cared about material possessions.
Without waiting for Tian Nanjie to speak, Hong Wangtie commanded, "Qiangya, take Zhitian and let him get familiar with our Demonic Sect."
Hong Qiangya crossed his arms, clearly unwilling, "If you need someone taken, let Ku Pula do it. I don't have time."
Hong Wangtie looked at Tian Nanjie, "Ku Pula, since Young Master Ming is now our guest elder, take him around and let him get familiar with our Demonic Sect."
Tian Nanjie broke out in a cold sweat, "Marshal, Young Master Ming he..."
Seeing his hesitation, Ming Zhitian spoke directly, "I apologize, Elder Hong. I have no intention of pledging allegiance at this time."
"What?!" Hong Qiangya was furious! He quickly summoned his long demonic blade and pointed it at Ming Zhitian, "You took benefits from our Treasure Repository, and you dare to speak so boldly? Are you tired of living?"
Ming Zhitian shrugged. Tian Nanjie blocked Ming Zhitian's path and quickly explained, "Marshal! Young Marshal, it's all a misunderstanding. Young Master Ming took nothing."
Hong Qiangya didn't believe him, "How is that possible?! I don't believe it."
Tian Nanjie said, "It's true. Young Master Ming didn't agree to anything."
Instead, Hong Qiangya pointed his blade at Tian Nanjie, "Ku Pula! You! Why are you colluding with outsiders to plunder the treasures of our Demonic Sect's Treasure Repository? What are your intentions?!"
"Young Marshal, I..."
Tian Nanjie was about to explain, but Hong Wangtie remained silent the entire time. Ming Zhitian coldly uttered a sentence, "The Hong family's magnanimity is nothing special. Since you don't believe, why not go and see if anything is missing."
Hong Qiangya pointed at him and said, "Do you think I dare not? Guards!"
Two soldiers immediately ran over, "Young Marshal!"
Hong Qiangya pointed at Ming Zhitian and said, "Keep an eye on him for me. I'll be back soon."
Hong Wangtie was still hesitating whether to give him the key. Seeing this, Hong Qiangya directly snatched it, "Father, I'll be back soon. When I do, I'll tear this guy apart."
It would have been better if Hong Wangtie hadn't given the key. Giving it proved he didn't fully trust Ming Zhitian. To not doubt those you use, and not use those you doubt – he failed to do this, and Ming Zhitian would not be loyal to such a person.
"This... alas." Tian Nanjie sighed and looked at Ming Zhitian, who had a cold smile on his face.