So what! Are you going to kill me?

Chapter 131: No One Believes in My Self-Debunking Vest

Countless independent cultivators gathered from all directions and fought with the monsters, shouting things like "dig out the inner elixir", "make a fortune", "save our benefactors", and "don't underestimate our bond", and they actually tore a hole in it from the outside!

Jin Cancan's mind moved slightly, and Jin Wangcai, who was hovering in the air, immediately understood. He looked up to the sky and let out an earth-shaking roar. An unparalleled pressure surged out like a surging tsunami. This pressure carried the supreme majesty and domineering of the dragon clan and instantly covered the entire battlefield.

The monsters that were attacking frantically froze in their tracks the moment they felt the pressure from the dragon clan.

Their eyes were filled with fear and their bodies trembled uncontrollably. Some weaker monsters collapsed directly to the ground, completely surrendering to the pressure.

The wandering cultivators were also deeply shocked by the dragon's roar; that was a real dragon!

"Brothers, charge! Fight back the beast tide together!"

Someone shouted at the top of his lungs, and everyone quickly came to their senses. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Relying on the dragon's pressure, it was as easy as taking something out of a bag for them to harvest the inner elixirs and materials from the monsters. This wave was the right one, and they would make a fortune!

Everyone responded in unison, waving their weapons and launching a fierce attack on the monster like a storm.

Under the intimidation of the dragon clan's pressure, the monsters' resistance became weak. The wandering cultivators stepped on the monsters' corpses and harvested them frantically, but there were too many monsters, as if they were endless. Even though their knives were blunted from chopping, there were still countless monsters crowded here.

Under the continued influence of the dragon clan's pressure, the other monsters gradually regained their senses. As the evil dragon's aura completely disappeared here, the madness in their eyes faded away, replaced by fear and confusion.

Seeing that the situation was under control, Jin Cancan asked Jin Wangcai to withdraw his pressure. Jin Wangcai let out a low roar again and slowly restrained the pressure from the dragon clan.

Those monsters seemed to have been pardoned. They turned around and fled, and the beast tide quickly dispersed.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, then showed joy on their faces. In their eyes, the monster corpses all over the ground had turned into plump and lustrous spirit stones. They showed joy on their faces, squatted down to select the high-level monster corpses, and quickly threw them into the storage ring. When there was no more room, they began to pick valuable monsters, skin them and dig out their elixirs.

"Let's take some corpses of monsters with us too." Lin Yanqiu said.

Several people nodded and went their separate ways.

The total number of these monster corpses is not a small number, and the inner elixirs of some monsters are even priceless.

The quick hand gets the reward, the slow hand gets nothing. For a moment, no one spoke, and there was only the sound of cutting flesh and digging pills.

Jin Cancan turned around and found Qiming at the outermost edge. He seemed to be talking to someone and looked guilty.

The voice of the man with his back to the golden glow sounded familiar. He asked, "...Xiao Ming, who is the benefactor you are talking about?"

Qiming scratched his head and answered hesitantly: "I'm sorry, Uncle Jia, I'm just afraid that everyone will not be willing to help, which will lead to irreversible consequences. In fact, I don't even know the founder of the Wang Poor Poverty Relief Association of the Future Cultivation World..."

The consequences of the beast tide are immeasurable. If it is serious, the ecology of the entire British Sun Mountains will suffer a devastating blow. These independent cultivators may have to find another way out. However, he cannot call on everyone, so he can only deceive Mr. Jia and make up a story, saying that the founder of the Wang Polun Mei Cultivator Support Association in the future cultivation world is trapped in the beast tide.

There is no doubt about Mr. Jia's appeal. He believes that the founder of the charity must have a strong background and strength. Apart from his selfish desire to repay his gratitude, this is an opportunity for everyone in the camp.

Who knows, this might really be their opportunity to leave the British Empire.

Mr. Jia was stunned and let out a long sigh.

Well, although they didn’t help the real benefactor this time, at least they gained a lot. Qiming’s motives were good, and he was not going to blame him.

Just as Mr. Jia was about to speak to comfort him, Jin Cancan said, "Qiming didn't lie. He really knows the founder."

The two of them looked at her at the same time, and Jin Cancan also saw Mr. Jia's face clearly.

Yeah? This cultivation world is really small.

It turns out that "Mr. Jia" is the Jia Er I met in the black market.

Jia Er seemed to recognize Jin Cancan as well, and said in astonishment, "You are the one who used the Dragon Slaying Sword to bargain down the price when buying something from me, and the one who insisted that the seller cooperate with you in acting out a melodrama and performing a personality explosion when buying something from me?"

When Jia Er was halfway through his words, Jin Cancan had already stuffed Tetanus into his storage ring at lightning speed, and quickly covered it with both hands to prevent Tetanus from hearing it. He interrupted Jia Er quickly and said, "There is no need to mention the glory of the past."

Qiming was a little surprised and couldn't help asking, "You know each other, what do you mean by I know the founder?"

Jin Cancan pointed at himself and said, "I am the founder of the Wang Fu Pin and the Beautiful Cultivator Support Association in the future cultivation world."

Qiming: "...Haha, you are quite humorous."

Jin Cancan ignored Qiming, scratched his chin, looked at Jia Er and said, "Mr. Jia is a little different from what I thought. I thought you were just a pure profiteer, but I didn't expect you to be such a nice person."

Jia Er smiled awkwardly and replied, "Haha, unlike you, who is so consistent on the outside and the inside. He looks like a non-serious sword cultivator who talks nonsense, but after getting to know him carefully, he is really a non-serious sword cultivator who loves to talk nonsense."

How dare he say that? He is a miser who would bargain hard for a broken sword, yet he has the nerve to brazenly say that he is the founder of the Wang Poor and Beautiful Monk Support Association of the future cultivation world. Who would believe him?

Jin Cancan: “I really am!”

Jia Er: "Haha, you are, you are. Don't block me from picking up the corpse of the monster, make way."

Jin Cancan: “…”

No, the identity that she usually doesn't want to expose was exposed, and now that she revealed her identity, no one believes her. Who can she go to for justice?

She even wanted to use the name to lure both of them back.

The casual cultivator who was listening nearby couldn't help but burst into laughter and advised: "You can obviously not be from Huiyue Sect, how could you be the founder?"

"A founder with a broad mind, vision and financial resources must be very low-key and have a very clear vision. He would never publicize it like you do."

Jin Cancan began to scratch the corpse of the monster at her feet in frustration, and retorted: "The name of this charity is called the Future Cultivation World's Wang Poor Poverty Relief and Beautiful Cultivator Support Association, and it's hard for you to give her these undeserved virtues."

Qiming was a little unhappy when he heard this: "Why do you say that? Those who carry firewood for the public should not be frozen to death in the snow. Those who work for the welfare of the public should not be left to fight alone. Those who pave the way for freedom should not be trapped in thorns."

"He has indeed helped a lot of people. How can we doubt his noble character just because of a name?"