Chapter 865

For Fatty, stealing things was the greatest joy in his life. If he didn't steal for a single day, he would feel listless and his mood would plummet. In the Azure Cloud Sect, disciples frequently lost their belongings, but whenever they went to complain to the Elders, the matters were always dropped without a trace. The big fat man had his own professional code as a thief: he would never steal from the same person more than three times. Among the five thousand inner-sect disciples, over time, almost everyone had suffered losses at his hands; very few remained untouched. Consequently, Fatty liked to target newcomers—or one could say he was forced to do so. For instance, the spiritual fruits he had just picked were cultivated by a newly admitted disciple.