At First Divine Gate, there was a procession of four or five people who had managed to get rid of a few guardians with great difficulty. “Hurry! There have been changes with the Nine Cauldrons, and the inheritance is right in front. Let’s hurry over!” 0

Among them, there was one youth who was carrying a hoe. He had an honest and trustworthy face, and he was panting slightly. “There’s no need to rush. Even if an inheritance has just appeared, it won’t be that easy for someone to obtain it.” 0

“Nong Zaitian,1 you might not be anxious since your family has so many treasures, but our families don’t have any.” One girl spoke in an unkind tone voice while she rolled her eyes and looked over at the man carrying the hoe. 0

Another man said, “Your Nong family’s ancestor actually managed to get his hands on the treasures of an entire auction house.” 0

Nong Zaitian simply smiled. “Actually, that treasury has been somewhat depleted. Look, this hoe’s the only thing left. How about this—I’ll give it to you guys.” 0

The rest were speechless, as who would want a broken hoe?0

At this moment, a figure quickly approached them from behind, and when the group looked back, they saw a man with a very average-looking appearance. However, his hair had an odd color, as it was blood-red. Also, they could see traces of red spots in his eyes, and the evil-looking smile that decorated his face was unavoidable. His overall appearance made them all feel slightly uneasy. 0

The few young cultivators looked over cautiously and moved aside, as they intended to allow the red-headed man to pass by first. 0

Nong Zaitian glanced at the man, silently stepped over to straddle his...0