Even if the Extreme Fist Sect knew, they currently have no time to deal with it.

The Extreme Fist Sect is very busy right now.

After the Heavy Sword Sect Leader Jiang Chi and the four full-cycle experts passed away, all their properties, according to the rules of the martial world, naturally fell into the hands of the Extreme Fist Sect.

"Sect Leader, these are the land deeds from the Heavy Sword Sect, totaling 1,200 acres of top-grade tenant land, 6,000 acres of low-grade tenant land, and a few hundred acres wasted, not rented out to tenants."

"Heh, the Heavy Sword Sect is truly a big enterprise. They didn't even care for a few hundred acres of tenant land?"

"Sect Leader, here are the deeds for 17 taverns, three casinos, and two red-light buildings under the Heavy Sword Sect..."

"There's even red-light buildings, Jiang Chi really indulged in pleasures."

"Should I sell the deeds of the red-light buildings?"

"Sell what? Why not make money if we can? There are over a hundred disciples in our sect. Do you know how much silver it takes just to feed them with rice and meat every day?"

Extreme Fist Sect, Sect Leader's Residence.

Sect Leader Wei Youdao, his body wrapped in white cloth like a mummy.

At this moment, however, his face is full of smiles, completely different from his usual half-dead demeanor, resembling a boisterous old child.

Reporting to him is the insignificant Housekeeper Qu in the sect, appearing to be in his forties, with an honest face and a slightly chubby build.

Among all the stewards, he has a mediocre rank, usually not even numbered.

But this time, when the Heavy Sword Sect attacked, he was the only one who stayed behind, coexisting with the sect.

As a result, after the incident, he was promoted to the sect's largest steward, managing accounts and recording income and expenditure.

"The property deeds for the mansion are still not found." Housekeeper Qu appeared worried. "I have already sent disciples in our sect to search the Heavy Sword Sect's mansion three times, even going down those wells, but there's no trace at all."

Hearing this, Wei Youdao's expression also darkened slightly.

The most valuable asset of the Heavy Sword Sect is indeed their headquarters located in the main city.

It covers an area of 3,000 acres, with mountains and water, pavilions and towers, exquisitely decorated, boasting a large area, good renovation, and excellent geographical location, making it a place worth a century of effort.

If they could obtain the deeds, the entire Extreme Fist Sect could legitimately move in.

"We must get the deeds in hand." A glimmer of killing intent flashed in Wei Youdao's eyes. "Also, thoroughly investigate some who might have slipped through the net, maybe they have it."

"Yes." Housekeeper Qu bowed and exited.

Before leaving, he handed the account book of Heavy Sword Sect's treasury to Wei Youdao for review.

The account book listed a complete inventory, including weapons, elixirs, heavenly materials and earthly treasures, antique paintings, silk furs, rare and exotic items, everything one could think of.

Wei Youdao casually flipped through it and then carried the account book to a courtyard in the sect.

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"Ah Yi, how did you train your martial arts, being able to fill a full cycle a while ago, and now even martial artists are no match for you!"

"Quickly teach me, you can't just eat well by yourself and watch your brothers eat dirt."

Zhan Weida, donned in white, flirtatiously holding a landscape-painted folding fan, circled around Lou Yi, his large eyes rolling around.

Previously, during Extreme Fist Sect's crisis, he was unwilling to leave, and the Zhan Family sent experts to knock him out forcibly, taking him away.

But now that the sect is safe, the Zhan Family naturally no longer restricts Zhan Weida's freedom.

He rushed to Lou Yi's small courtyard, bombarding him with a barrage of questions, making Lou Yi feel dizzy.

"Alright, don't talk nonsense with me. Did you practice your breathing technique to the fullest today? How many hours have you been practicing your fist technique? Did you properly feel the flow of Secret Blood?" Lou Yi fired a three-straight-quality-question, leaving Zhan Weida speechless.

"At Ah Yi's level, it's no longer about skills, but talent. He's fed by God." At this moment, an elderly male voice came from outside the door.

Wei Youdao, wrapped in white cloth, came in carrying a black wooden box.

"Sect Leader." Lou Yi and Zhan Weida bowed to him.

Seeing Wei Youdao seemed to have something to say to Lou Yi, Zhan Weida sensibly proposed to take his leave.

The courtyard was left with only the two of them.

"Ah Yi, your great kindness, and virtue, Wei has nothing to repay!"

After Zhan Weida left, Wei Youdao directly bowed down.

Frightened, Lou Yi immediately supported him, forcibly stopping this trend.

"Sect Leader, please do not humble this disciple!"

"You saved the Extreme Fist Sect from peril, preserving the sect's two-century foundation, and spared us from a disaster of war. It's only natural for me to bow to you.

If not you, should I bow to that immobile Huangmei Niangniang?"

"As a disciple of the Extreme Fist Sect, receiving true inheritance from the sect, it was the sect that taught and nurtured me, leading to my achievements today.

Fighting for the sect is only natural, I dare not claim credit." Lou Yi said solemnly.

Seeing Lou Yi save the entire sect, yet remain so humble.

Wei Youdao nodded secretly, becoming even more satisfied with this disciple, and the thought in his heart grew even stronger.

He first took out the black wooden box he brought.

The box was about three feet long, and upon opening, there was a pitch-black axe inside.

The axe and its handle were seamlessly forged as one, entirely made of black metal.

The surface of the metal, however, was covered with densely packed tiny pits.

The blade edge was dark yet slightly white, shimmering with a faint glow that irresistibly caught one's gaze.

"This is..." Lou Yi curiously asked.

"A top-grade Profound Iron Axe infused with part of heavenly meteorite iron, forged over three years by the master Ou Fengzi, a treasure over a hundred years old.

Never expected it to be hidden in the Heavy Sword Sect's treasury, now it sees the light of day." Wei Youdao handed the axe to Lou Yi without explanation.

Lou Yi did not refuse, carefully assessing the weight of the axe.

It may seem only two feet long but likely weighs over thirty pounds, much heavier than regular Profound Iron.

As for its sharpness.

Lou Yi took out a piece of silver Profound Iron fragment, from his broken Profound Iron Axe, placed it in his palm, and chopped it with the black axe.

'Clang!'

His palm still hovered steadily in mid-air, causing Wei Youdao's eyebrow to twitch.

And in the center of the Profound Iron fragment, there was now a visibly deep dent.

"A fine axe!" The praise came out naturally.

Encountering a good weapon, Lou Yi was like a soldier mounted on a fine horse, his affection was evident.

The former Profound Iron Axe shattered under Sword Qi, and he was troubled by not having a suitable weapon.

Unexpectedly, when old goes, new comes, receiving a stronger axe than before.

"Thank you, Sect Leader!"

"Eh, what's an axe?" Wei Youdao waved indifferently, then took out an account book.

"All these things from the Heavy Sword Sect's treasury are yours."

"Huh?" Lou Yi was startled.

"Not just the Heavy Sword Sect's possessions, but from today onwards, everything in the Extreme Fist Sect is at your disposal." Wei Youdao said flatly, "I have decided to pass the position of Sect Leader to you."

His tone was so calm, as if he were saying, I'm going to give you a rotten cabbage.

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