My Master Knows It All-Chapter 1343 - 325_2

For a moment, many people even began to doubt whether they had truly left the ruins.

"Logically speaking, when a great treasure appears within the ruins, there should be a fierce struggle to claim it. But how could it vanish the moment after it appeared?"

"Indeed, this time the ruins are incredibly strange!"

"Do you think it’s possible that the treasure wasn’t something newly discovered?" Someone in the crowd speculated, "Do you all remember Xiang Ziyu? He was the first to rush out of the Chaos of Void. After he left, could it really be that he got nothing at all? I recall that when he escaped, he seemed to take something with him. But because we were too far away, we couldn’t make it out clearly. Could it be that the treasured relic inside the ruins was taken by him?"

"It’s not a question of possibility—it’s certain! Xiang Ziyu was the first to escape the Chaos of Void. If anyone managed to seize the treasure, there’s no one else it could have been besides him!"

"Exactly. The ruins would only disappear after someone takes the treasure. The only person capable of claiming the treasure must be Xiang Ziyu!"

"So, in the end, we were all scrambling to buy the Square Cauldrons, hunting Strange Beasts, and pouring our blood into the cauldrons... Were we all just unknowingly helping Xiang Ziyu?"

"Now that I think about it, wasn’t it Xiang Ziyu and his companions who were originally selling those Square Cauldrons?"

As the man’s remark fell, the surrounding crowd also began to catch on, and for a moment, a cacophony of curses erupted.

"How shameless of them! They must have known that they’d end up gathering all the Square Cauldrons in the end. Yet they still deliberately sold them to others. And in the end, the cauldrons inevitably fell back into their hands!"

"No wonder they were going everywhere selling the cauldrons—it all makes sense now!"

"Those Strange Beasts too—I spent my entire time in the ruins hunting Strange Beasts, and in the end, I was just hunting them for their benefit!"

"Consider yourself lucky. My situation was worse! We just spent a fortune buying a Square Cauldron infused with Strange Beast’s blood, planning to sell it to the Heaven Prayers Sect for a profit. But then the cauldron suddenly disappeared—we took a huge loss!"

"You think you lost? We lost too! We were in the middle of a deal with someone, about to get paid, and then suddenly the Square Cauldron flew away!"

"They are utterly despicable."

Someone in the crowd, full of anger, shouted loudly: "Has anyone seen Xiang Ziyu and his people?"

"What’s the point of seeing them?" Nearby, a disciple clad in black robes, clearly from a Demonic Sect, said disdainfully, "Do you dare go confront them and demand compensation? They’ve got four Golden Core Period Limit experts on their side."

"Compensation? Of course, we won’t get any. But during our earlier deals with them, they asked for a hundred stalks of Grade-Two Immortal Herbs, which we couldn’t provide. So, we just wrote them an IOU.

Under normal circumstances, our Great Teaching wouldn’t concern itself with such a debt. But now that they’ve tricked us, there’s no way we’re giving them the herbs."

"Exactly. The debt owed to them absolutely cannot be paid now."

Amidst the crowd’s heated discussions, someone suddenly let out a peculiar laugh.

"You all think you’re unlucky. But in reality, the Heaven Prayers Sect is the unluckiest of all. This ruin was originally provided by the Heavenly Dao as one last chance for the Heaven Prayers Sect to survive their Sect Tribulation. Yet in the end, they got nothing from it. All the Square Cauldrons were taken by others, and the people who took them will never sell them back to the sect!"

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"You’re absolutely right. Not only did they gain nothing, but they also lost a large number of disciples. There’s no way the Heaven Prayers Sect will survive their Sect Tribulation now!"

"Now that you mention it, I’ve also noticed something—the number of Heaven Prayers Sect people seems to have drastically diminished compared to when they entered the ruins."

"Indeed, far fewer remain. Aside from those who were killed, I suspect quite a few have fled." In the crowd, a sharp-faced, monkey-like man pointed towards a few individuals flying off in the distance, saying, "Those people over there—they’re clearly Heaven Prayers Sect disciples. But look, they’ve already taken off their sect robes and are pretending to be Loose Cultivators heading in the opposite direction.

That direction doesn’t lead back to the Heaven Prayers Sect. It’s the opposite—it’s obvious they’re defecting from the sect in an attempt to survive."

"Can’t blame them, really. After all, who doesn’t want to stay alive? Right now, the Heaven Prayers Sect has absolutely no chance of surviving the Sect Tribulation! Any disciple who’s joined the sect less than a thousand years ago is free to leave."

The disciples of the Heaven Prayers Sect themselves had also realized the current plight they faced. Their leading figures, Senior Brother Ze Tian Demon and Senior Sister Huan Tian Demon, who had entered the ruins with them, had both perished inside. Now, the remaining Heaven Prayers Sect disciples were entirely leaderless.

For a moment, even those disciples who weren’t planning to leave started hesitating as they looked around at their dwindling companions and the chaotic sect members surrounding them. Should they return to the Heaven Prayers Sect at all?

Among the crowd, a man still dressed in Heaven Prayers Sect robes turned to a calm-looking figure next to him and asked, "Senior Brother, what’s the plan? Should we still return to the Heaven Prayers Sect?"