Chapter 1598

Lao Gui

Upon hearing the words of this Ancient Tribe expert, Lao Gui was completely bewildered—what the hell do you guys want?

Just now, in order to escape with his life, he had already discarded all the treasures on his person.

My heart aches as if bleeding, yet now you tell me this isn't what you want? Then what do you want?

Looking at the utterly confused, somewhat agitated Lao Gui, Tian Nong gave him a casual glance.

He then stepped forward, and after a thorough search, took all of Lao Gui's Space Rings from him.

One by one, he broke the seals and examined them, but several Space Rings in a row were not what he sought; Tian Nong had no interest in them and casually tossed them aside.

Steward

These Space Rings belong to him, so he naturally knows what's inside.

These are all the treasures he's accumulated over the years—you don't want this stuff? Then what do you want?

Finally, Tian Nong saw the Space Ring filled with Hundred Fragrance Pavilion seasonings, his eyes lit up, and he spoke as if relieved of a great burden.

Demon-Binding Rope

Space Spirit Vessel

Seeing Tian Nong's expression and hearing his words, Lao Gui was utterly dumbfounded.

What the hell? Looking at the lowest-grade Space Ring in Tian Nong's hand, Lao Gui suddenly recalled—wasn't this the warehouse he'd stolen a few days ago?

He hadn't originally planned to act, but in the end he couldn't resist—after all, a thief doesn't come back empty-handed.

That's how he emptied that warehouse, but now this old geezer places such importance on this Space Ring? Are these people here for these seasonings?

Looking at Tian Nong before him and the surrounding Ancient Tribe experts with utter disbelief, Tian Nong asked suspiciously.

"Are you here for these seasonings?"

Tiāndào Qìyùn

Upon hearing that, Tian Nong said matter-of-factly, "If it weren't for this guy stealing the Hundred Fragrance Pavilion's warehouse, causing everyone in Dao Yi Shengdi to have nothing to eat…"

Thieves' Sect

Although they will still investigate this matter thoroughly, they will certainly not devote all their energy to capturing Lao Gui and his fellow sect-thieving disciples.

Upon hearing Tian Nong's words, Lao Gui went numb.

So, he damn well didn't stir up a hornet's nest because he stole some sect treasury—it was just because he pilfered this warehouse's seasonings that he brought disaster upon himself.

Never did I expect such an outcome; the old ghost stared blankly as Tian Nong carefully slipped that space ring into his bosom.

Damn it, this is just ordinary seasoning; how much could it be worth?

The old ghost never imagined that after a lifetime of roaming north and south, he would end up capsizing over a pile of seasonings.

Having taken the seasonings in hand, Tian Nong gave the old ghost a casual glance and then said to the several Dao Yisheng Sect stewards who had rushed over.

"Take him back to the Dao Yi Shengdi and hand him over to Third Shī xiōng for disposition."

This guy is audacious beyond measure; naturally he should be handed over to Shi Song's Law Enforcement Hall for handling.

Upon hearing that, the stewards immediately stepped forward to seal the old ghost's cultivation, then bound him with a few Demon-Binding Ropes, wrapping him up like a zongzi, and took him aboard the space spirit vessel.

At that moment, Tian Nong also turned his gaze to the several Ancient Tribe powerhouses who had been in charge of the pursuit, speaking in a softened tone.

"This time you have all rendered great merit; I will naturally report it to the sect, and rewards will surely not be lacking for you."

Hearing that, the several Ancient Tribe powerhouses all performed respectful salutations.

"Thank you, Grand Sect; being able to serve the Grand Sect is our honor, we dare not covet these rewards."

"All we hope for is to have a meal at Elder Ye Zhangqing's canteen; that would be enough to satisfy us."

What nonsense rewards; these Ancient Tribe powerhouses couldn't care less, they just want to eat—having a meal is enough, everything else is bullshit.

Hearing that, Tian Nong naturally understood their thoughts; now, as the Dao Yi Shengdi comes into contact with various major forces of the Zhu Tian Wan Jie,

Within the Haotu Shijie, the various tribes and major sects, wanting to have a meal, has become increasingly difficult.

However, there's nothing to be done; the canteen only has so much food each day, making it naturally impossible for everyone to get a meal.

Nodding his head, Tian Nong said.

"I will speak with Elder Zhangqing; if it becomes feasible, someone will naturally notify you."

"Thank you, Grand Sect."

Upon hearing those words, a gleam of eager anticipation flashed in the eyes of all the Ancient Tribe powerhouses; they had toiled so long, and this was exactly what they had been waiting for.

Immediately, Tian Nong also boarded the space spirit vessel, together with the Dao Yisheng Sect stewards, escorting the old ghost back to the sect.

The mastermind had been captured, the batch of seasonings was recovered, and Tian Nong naturally was no longer in a hurry.

After a safe return to the Dao Yi Shengdi, at this moment the sect wasn't exactly in utter chaos, but it was quite lively.

Many disciples, including the numerous Space Pirates who had obtained the Tiāndào Qìyùn and returned, learned that the canteen had suspended operations due to the lack of seasonings.

Each one was filled with righteous indignation, and they all declared that they would wipe out those Thieves' Sect disciples one by one.

Only after Tian Nong brought the old ghost back and the news spread that the seasonings had been recovered did everyone gradually calm down.

They threw Tian Nong straight into the Law Enforcement Hall's dungeon, and then together with Shi Song they sent this batch of seasonings to the canteen.

"Youngster Zhangqing, take a look—is this the batch of seasonings?"

Taking the space ring, Ye Zhangqing gave it a quick glance and then nodded.

"Not bad, this is the batch."

This is the seasoning from the Hundred Fragrance Pavilion; hearing that, Shi Song and the others finally relaxed—so long as the seasonings are fine.

"That's good, that's good; then we won't disturb you, Youngster Zhangqing—you handle the arrangements yourself."

"Hmm, the canteen will resume normal supply tomorrow."

Hearing that, Ye Zhangqing nodded; upon this, Shi Song and the others were naturally delighted.

And upon learning that the canteen would resume normal supply from tomorrow, the entire Dao Yi Shengdi was naturally overjoyed.

Finally, we can eat the canteen's food.

Even the space pirates are all overjoyed.

And Shi Song, who returned to the Law Enforcement Hall, couldn't wait to interrogate Lao Gui that same night.

Looking at Lao Gui with a complicated expression, Shi Song gritted his teeth and questioned.

"You scoundrel, you're bold as heaven, daring to steal the seasonings of my Dao Yi Shengdi's canteen."

Huh???

Hearing that, Lao Gui still couldn't figure it out; he really was just because of these seasonings, poked a hornet's nest, and got treated like this?

Looking at Shi Song on the main seat, grim-faced and full of killing intent, Lao Gui couldn't help but ask suspiciously.

"You're really after those seasonings? Not some other treasure?"

"What do you say? You know stealing seasonings is a death crime; you deserve to die a thousand times."

Huh???

"Stealing a seasoning is a death penalty? Moreover, hearing his tone, he stole the Sect's treasury, as if, to Shi Song before him, it wasn't anything at all."

Lao Gui couldn't figure it out; could a warehouse of seasonings be worth more than the Sect's treasury?

"The values of this Haotu Shijie are off; seasonings cost only a few coins, I can compensate you for them."

"I can compensate you too."