"Too much, too much indeed!" On a patch of grass on the third floor of the Immortal Mansion, Grayson Martin sat on the ground, shaking his head and exclaiming that Yusuf Zuck was over the top. Yusuf Zuck, on the other hand, laughed heartily as he tossed all five top-grade spirit jade beads from three bags into his ring. Of course, he didn’t use his actual hands to pick them up, but rather, hands that materialized to place them inside the ring. That was because if he used his hands to directly touch them, he would absorb the spirit jade right away, and he couldn’t just activate the Blood Beads at whim. There was no rush after all, considering that his Cultivation Realm had only just reached Golden Core, which was roughly on par with ten Blood Beads. Therefore, if he wanted to activate more Blood Beads, he had to at least reach the Late Golden Core stage or the Feather Transform phase. The closer he got to those later stages, the more careful he had to be. Otherwise, if he activated them recklessly without any guarantee, having his head explode wouldn’t be fun. Even though there were only five beads, the excitement was overwhelming for him; this was a massive find. Five top-grade beads signified that he could open up to the fifteenth Blood Bead, and just the thought of fifteen Blood Beads made his blood boil. "I’ve heard of that Messiah Palmer. She’s a wandering poet with exceptional talent, excelling in both literature and martial arts. I’ve heard she’s read a vast array of books, dominating every poetry conference, always coming first. Each poem she creates becomes popular for a while until the next one comes along, replacing the previous. This woman is incredible!" "If you’ve offended her, she will surely slander you. Then your reputation will be ruined." "Reputation is bullshit." Yusuf Zuck laughed loudly and said, "You should know that I’m from the secular world, right?" "I know, so what?" Grayson Martin asked curiously. "In our secular world, there’s something called ’celebrities.’ When they start out, if they don’t have a reputation or fame, it’s tough to attract attention and survive. So, some celebrities deliberately create scandals or controversies, even do outrageous things to grab public interest." "So over there, it doesn’t matter if it’s a good reputation or a bad one—as long as it gets them fame, they’ll do anything, even eat ****. So, I’m immune to fame; besides, I never had a reputation to begin with, and I didn’t plan on settling down with the Webb Family." "But it’s still disadvantageous to you. You’ll be written about in history, scorned by people across the Mainland, and you’ll lose the chance to make connections with people..." "It doesn’t matter. I never intended to make connections. In this world, what matters is who has the bigger fist. If my fist is big enough to force a Historian to rewrite history, then a thousand years from now, people will remember Messiah Palmer as nothing but a skipping monkey, while Bryson Campbell from Chicken Mountain was the true gentleman!" "Alright, I see what you’re like, you’re capable of anything." Grayson Martin said speechless. "That’s right, anyone who provokes me, I can indeed do anything." Yusuf Zuck dusted off his behind as he stood up, then smiled and asked, "What do you think, do I seem like a bad guy?" "I’m quite bad as well, haha!" Grayson Martin and Yusuf Zuck both burst into hearty laughter. "By the way, I need to leave a day early!" After they finished laughing, Yusuf Zuck suddenly said. "Leave a day early? Why? Everyone else thinks three days isn’t enough, and you think it’s too long?" Grayson Martin asked, perplexed. Yusuf Zuck had already inquired about this with Phoenix Thornton before, and now he was suggesting leaving early. "I have things to attend to when I go out, but you have to come with me because after I take care of my business, it’ll draw hatred, and you might not be safe then." "Fine, since you’re leaving, I’ll accompany you. But that Beauty Drunk is truly something else, we should head back to the snowy mountain and look for more. After all, we still have two days left. I want one for myself!" "You want one too? You have a sweetheart?" Yusuf Zuck asked in surprise. "Not now, but I might in the future, right?" Grayson Martin laughed. "But you’re right, we should look for more. Having two is indeed not enough to share." Yusuf Zuck grinned, having too many close friends, giving two Beauty Drunk to whom? They might end up fighting over them. "Let’s go find it then!" Grayson Martin leaped up, continuing his flight toward the snowy mountain. A moment later, the two returned to the foot of the snowy mountain, and the Messiah Palmer family with two male cultivators were still there, searching the mountain without leaving. Seeing Yusuf Zuck and Grayson Martin return, the face of the Messiah Palmer family was filled with panic. Why on earth had they come back? However, neither Yusuf Zuck nor Grayson Martin paid them any more attention, instead, splitting up to act independently, one heading east, the other west, continuing up the mountain. Yet, when they had traveled upward for around a kilometer, it seemed as if an invisible wall of energy appeared in front of them, blocking their path. No matter how they tried, they couldn’t cross this barrier. This must be some magical restriction from the snowy mountain or the Immortal Mansion. With no other choice, Yusuf Zuck and Grayson Martin had to walk sideways. Google seaʀᴄh N0veI.Fiɾe.net When the Messiah Palmer family and the two male cultivators saw that the damned two did not bother with them, they resumed their search. The main reason Messiah Palmer had come to the Immortal Mansion was for Beauty Drunk. To maintain her image, to stay forever young, to become an eternal idol, Beauty Drunk was of great utility to her. Even more so, she hoped one day to deify herself, by then making others worship her, and thereby gather the Power of Faith. This faith was a kind of mental power. By chance, she had read a book brought from the mortal world, a Buddhist scripture, and people from Buddhism could accumulate the Power of Faith. Hence, she also wanted to try, since she had the necessary conditions! She had already built half of her image, at least she was famous now. Therefore, if she were to maintain eternal youth, her packaging would be impeccable. By then, it would definitely cause a sensational effect! Yusuf Zuck was feeling vexed because neither he nor Grayson Martin had found another Beauty Drunk after searching for several hours. Hence, the two met up to discuss and decided to look around in the forest. They still had a day left, and since they could not go to the fourth layer, they could only wander around in the third layer. "Let’s set off, to the forest!" The two made a decisive decision to give up the snowy mountain and flew down the mountain! And just as they began to fly downward, suddenly they both saw Messiah Palmer cry out, tiptoeing on the spot, and then kneeling in the broken snow, her hands fervently digging. The two male cultivators did the same! "Beauty Drunk!" Yusuf Zuck and Grayson Martin instantly stopped in their tracks. When Messiah Palmer saw Yusuf Zuck and Grayson Martin hovering above her, her face turned green. "Haha, it’s mine!" Yusuf Zuck descended straight down, drew his Purple Light Sword, and quickly struck the chests of the two male cultivators, making them stagger backwards, while he pressed the tip of his sword against Messiah Palmer’s neck. "Sorry, stealing your treasure again." Although Yusuf Zuck apologized, he showed no mercy. Taking advantage of Messiah Palmer grinding her teeth in frustration, his other hand had already plucked the Beauty Drunk and casually threw it into his ring. "You ungrateful wretch!" Although capable of composing poems and matching rhymes, she wasn’t very adept at cursing. After a long thought, all she managed was to scold him as an ungrateful wretch. "Thanks for the compliment. Farewell, continue your search. I won’t be stealing anymore. This was the last time!" Yusuf Zuck smirked embarrassingly, feeling a bit guilty. Of course, though slightly ashamed, he still made his move. After all, Messiah Palmer wasn’t his woman, and since he had already decided to hit and run, whoever hated him didn’t matter anymore. It was all the same to him!