Master Seventh’s words officially ended the Seventh Peak’s Grand Competition in the Merfolk Isles. This time, the Merfolk didn’t have the opportunity or right to become allies. Well over half of the Merfolk were dead, and their top experts had been suppressed and enslaved. All of the wealth on the four islands had been plundered. Of course, it was to be expected that a species such as the Merfolk would have other wealth and treasure hidden away. That said, those were things that the Offpeak Qi Condensation disciples couldn’t deal with. Although the spell formation had suppressed everything on the islands, there were still many private chambers and reserve items that Qi Condensation cultivators couldn’t detect.

One could only imagine the windfall the Seventh Peak Foundation Establishment cultivators were about to experience.

“Seven Blood Eyes has won a major victory,” the Captain said, still perched on Zhang San’s back. “We killed many birds with one stone!”

He threw his head back and laughed, though that seemed to aggravate his injuries. He quickly took out a new apple and took a bite, and the look of pain disappeared. Apparently, eating apples helped him stop thinking about the pain.

“How many birds?” Zhang San asked.

It was the same question Xu Qing had been thinking...