“What?”

The disciples couldn’t believe their ears.

“What, you don’t understand? I’m robbing you. Now do you get it? My pocket’s been embarrassingly empty lately, so I need some side business to make up for it. After all, I have a big family and so many people to feed. It’s hard on me. I have no other choice, so I have to do this work to get some money,” said Long Chen with an evil chuckle.

“Long Chen, for better or worse, you are a peerless heavenly genius. How can you do such shameless business?” raged an ancient race expert.

“Me, shameless? You have yet to see me when I’m shameless. Either hand over the money, or scram.” Long Chen swung Evilmoon, unleashing a powerful gust.

“Bastard, you’re going too far! You actually want to rob us? Everyone, kill him!” roared one of the Xuan Beasts, taking the lead in charging forward.

However, before he could even charge out of the channel, he was slain with a simple slash of Long Chen’s saber. Even his Yuan Spirit...