While the three little ones were fighting battles on all sides along the Trial Road, the Ye Heizi faction gathered on an isolated star in the Hongmeng Realm to discuss how to divide the tomb of a Chaos Wuji Daluo Realm master. When an old man with a white beard cast a crafty look and demanded thirty percent of the treasures within the tomb, the Black Dog, wearing floral boxer shorts, felt a heartache that had lasted for who knows how many ages. They were still at the entrance of the tomb passage, and untold dangers lay hidden inside—was this something a puny Great Dao Realm cultivator could handle?
The Black Dog stood up on its hind legs and burst out cursing, "You old geezer, all you do is sit here talking big, and you want thirty percent? Even ten percent is too much!"
Hearing this, the old man with the white beard bristled and glared, "Humph! If not for this old man knowing the location of this tomb, you lot wouldn't even get one percent!"
Chapter 159