The heroine eavesdropped on her heart, and my villain's character collapsed.

"Of course, the position of Robber Zhi has never been so easy to achieve. You know, other people's support for you is not in vain."

Chu Jie reminded.

"Disciple understands. Master, please rest assured. The kindness of a drop of water will be repaid by a spring. I know what to do."

Lao Wu's tone became more and more respectful.

Just follow Master's plan and execute it.

Everything will be fine!

After leaving the cave, Lao Wu returned to a den he ran and called a few of his confidants, speaking in a cold tone.

"You go west and catch the boy from Lao Qi's family."

Nishiname's confidant nodded and turned to leave.

"stop!"

Seeing that Nishi Ming's confidant was acting so decisively, Lao Wu called out to Nishi Ming with a dark face.

The Westerners all turned back to look at their leader.

"Do you know the address?"

Lao Wu asked.

The Westerners shook their heads together.

"Then you are walking so fast?"

"We thought you asked us to search, boss."

One of them replied, his voice a little aggrieved.

After all, the thieves all stayed in their respective territories without disturbing each other, and Yan Zimo was famous for treating his son like a treasure. How could he let others know where the child was hidden?

After hearing this, Lao Wu thought it made sense, and then took out a white jade compass from the storage ring and threw it to Xi Rendao.

"Take this thing and look for it. It will lead you to the target. You will be rewarded heavily when you succeed."

The Westerner quickly caught the compass and ran to perform the task.

Lao Wu took out a small bottle of spiritual wine from the storage ring.

After drinking the spirit wine in one gulp, Lao Wu let out a pleasant belch, swung the bottle in his hand and strode away.

He is going to find Lao Qi.

……

"Elder Zhu, I want to be the next Robber Zhi."

In the garden of a mansion in Kyoto, Yan Zimo stood in front of an old man who was as fat as a hill and spoke respectfully.

The old man known as Elder Bamboo is teasing several of his spiritual pets.

After hearing Yan Zimo's words, he did not answer. After a while, he slowly turned around and looked at the junior, and asked with a smile.

"Zimo, I came to you twenty years ago and asked you if you were interested in being a bandit, but you said no."

"I asked you again ten years ago and you still said no."

"The last time I asked you last year, you said you didn't want to compete for the position of Thief Zhi. You just wanted to earn spiritual stones with your brothers in peace. Do you remember what I said to you at that time?"

Yan Zimo smiled bitterly and said, "I said that I was not responsible and only thought about myself when the pirates needed my help. I'm sorry for the cultivation of the pirates."

At that time, he was really not very interested in the position of Thief Zhi. The main reason was that he was unwilling to fight with others, especially when he knew that Wei Wufang would definitely come out to run for the position of Thief Zhi.

The odds of winning in a life-and-death fight with Wei Wufang weren't too great. He really didn't want to do such a thing.

It's just that it's different now.

"Of the twelve robber leaders in the robber sect, I am most optimistic about you. In terms of ability, you and Wei Wufang are the most capable among the twelve robber leaders. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people around you."

As Elder Zhu spoke, a ball of snow-colored fur jumped onto his lap. It was an extremely cute spiritual pet.

The old man touched his spiritual pet and smiled: "The reason why I chose you is that you are smart. Wei Wufang is too overbearing. Letting him become a thief is not necessarily a good thing for the thief."

"Secondly, it's the same thing. Theft of the door requires balance. Wei Wufang becomes the thief. He will suppress those of you who can threaten him. Until his family becomes the dominant one, will the door of theft be destroyed by that time? It’s hard to say if your surname is Wei forever, but you can’t.”

Yan Zimo stood aside and listened silently to the old man's words.

Elder Zhu chatted for a while about the old burglary. Perhaps he felt that he was too verbose, so his tone became faster.

"In short, you also understand what our old guys mean. The development of the Pirate Sect has relied on balance. The other three old guys and I chose you to maintain balance. As for the other old guys, you can find a way to convince them."

After getting the answer he wanted, Yan Zimo breathed a sigh of relief.

Elder Zhu is the oldest among the twelve elders. With him and a group of elders supporting him, he will have a much better chance of winning this time when he chooses Thief Zhi.

As for the other eight elders, there is always a way to win over them slowly.

After leaving Elder Zhu's residence, Yan Zimo went to another elder's house.

This elder's attitude was rather ambiguous at first, and he never publicly expressed his support for himself or Wei Wufang.

It can also be understood as selling for a price.

Entering an alley, Yan Zimo stopped.

Someone blocked his way.

"Fifth?"

Yan Zimo frowned and stared at the senior brother in front of him with whom he had a bad relationship, and said in a cold tone: "What do you mean?"

"Don't choose Thief Zhi. It's for your own good. They are all brothers in the same sect. Fighting and killing them will hurt our feelings."

Lao Wu grinned and stamped his feet, and the Western Zhou environment for the two of them turned into a desert. This was also the magic weapon he had prepared in advance.

Forcibly pull the opponent into the magic cave, so that the fight will not alert the outside world.

In the city of Kyoto, once two Mahayana monks start fighting, Jin Yiwei's knife will fall on the forehead before both sides have warmed up.

"The second brother really has no shame at all? Isn't he afraid of being blamed by the elders and master for such bad rules?"

Yan Zimo sneered.

"As long as you become a bandit, who will remember this? We weren't very clean when we helped Master choose bandits, right?"

After Lao Wu finished speaking, a red long sword appeared in his hand, and it turned into a black light and hit Yan Zimo.

Yan Zimo also took out his magic weapon and fought with Lao Wu.

Both of them are in the middle stage of the Mahayana period.

After fighting together for a moment, they separated from each other, just changing their positions.

The red sword in Lao Wu's hand has fallen into Yan Zimo's hand.

Similarly, Yan Zimo's natal magic weapon was also imprisoned in the palm of his hand by Lao Wu.

Both of them are stealing monks, and their magical powers are naturally very similar. If you steal mine, then I will steal yours.

The two men fought more and more fiercely in the magic cave.

Yan Zimo, who usually gave people a calm and low-key look, did not take any action, but was extremely decisive and ruthless when he did it. Even under the circumstances of the same level, he gradually gained the upper hand.

When the time for a stick of incense has passed.

Both of them were injured, but Lao Wu had obviously more injuries.

"Forget it, let's not fight. It's all taught by a master. It can't be broken."

Lao Wu put the recovered magic weapon into the storage ring, snapped his fingers with a smile, and the two returned to the alley again.

"What are you..."

Before Yan Zimo finished speaking, Lao Wu had already disappeared on the spot holding a teleportation talisman.

Yan Zimo, who was confused, was stunned for a moment and suddenly came to his senses. He almost couldn't help but break the no-fly ban above his head and rushed home as fast as possible.

The courtyard door opened wide, and the spiritual pet, the big black dog with the bloodline of ancient ferocious beasts, fell in a pool of blood.

This is the amulet he bought for his son with a lot of money.

Now that he is dead, doesn't it mean that his son is also in danger?