After Victor Rhodes arrived at the Bloodfiend Den, he received wedding gifts from everyone there on the day after his wedding.

Not only did he receive a pile of Magic Artifacts and Magic Treasures from The Exalted One and his wife, but he also got gifts from the elders, protectors, Hall Masters, and a throng of disciples.

He spent the entire day, from morning till night, just receiving gifts, his initial shock giving way to a dazed numbness. Elixir Pills, Magic Treasures, various Defensive Magical Artifacts, Talisman Array Maps—the sheer variety was dazzling, and there was simply too much of it.

He never thought a day would come when his arms would ache just from receiving so many treasures.

In all his life, he had never been so wealthy.

Then he saw it: Cultivation Methods that countless people dreamed of were just tossed in corners, gathering dust, completely ignored. Magic Treasures fought over in the outside world were used as mere decorations, embedded into the walls just to look nice.

He felt like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world.

’So this is how the rich live!’

"Yana, you guys embed Magic Treasures in the walls? Don’t you think that’s a huge waste?"

Yvonne Sawyer nodded.

"We do. Doesn’t your Sect? We have too many, so they’d just be piled up somewhere anyway. If we ever need one, we can just pry it off the wall."

Victor Rhodes was speechless.

Yvonne Sawyer gave him a cool glance.

"You’ll get used to it."

Victor Rhodes said, "I’m giving you all the gifts I received today."

Yvonne Sawyer shook her head slightly.

"You don’t have to give them to me. The elders specifically chose those for you; they’re very suitable. Your Cultivation is only at the Late-stage Foundation Establishment. Holding onto these could save your life in a pinch."

"Yana, you’re so good to me."

"You’re pretty good to me, too."

’If he hadn’t risked his life to protect her back when she was injured, she never would have gotten together with him.’ "By the way," she added, "feel free to use any of the Cultivation Resources in my chambers. I need you to break through to the Golden Core stage soon. My uncle said that if you can’t achieve Core Formation within a hundred years, he’ll have you replaced."

Victor Rhodes wailed, "Nooo, Yana, you can’t get rid of me! Besides, dual cultivation can increase our Cultivation too. I’ll be counting on you from now on."

’It won’t take a hundred years.’

’Give me ten more years at most, and I’ll break through to the Golden Core stage. If I hadn’t been forced to find all my own Cultivation Resources over the years, I would have broken through long ago with my cultivation speed.’

’But I don’t regret it. After all, I met Yana in a Secret Realm.’

After arriving at the Bloodfiend Den, Victor Rhodes completely let loose.

Aside from his Cultivation, he spent his days sparring with the other disciples. He was the type who only fought harder after a loss. Sometimes he’d even join the Bloodfury Hall disciples on hunts for Demonic Beasts. He found this life far more enjoyable than his old one.

His Cultivation level also skyrocketed.

Half a month later, Victor Rhodes was on a first-name basis with everyone, having blended in completely. He didn’t act like an outsider in the slightest and had fully embraced his role as a man who had married into the Sect.

「That night.」

「In the dead of night.」

He pulled Yvonne Sawyer out of the Bloodfiend Den.

Seeing his secretive expression,

Yvonne Sawyer raised an eyebrow and asked curiously,

"Where are we going?"

Victor Rhodes snickered. "Yana, tonight I’m taking you out to pull a big job."

"Who are we killing?"

Yvonne Sawyer asked reflexively.

Victor Rhodes said, "Not that. We’re going to get my betrothal gifts back."

Yvonne Sawyer was a practical person. To her, the gifts were given, and that was that. As long as Victor Rhodes had come back with her, that was all that mattered. She truly didn’t care about a few material possessions.

So when she heard Victor Rhodes say he wanted to take the gifts back, she looked awkward. "But... we already gave them the betrothal gifts. Isn’t it a bit wrong to take them back?"

"We absolutely have to take them. I can’t let them get off that easy."

Victor Rhodes snorted. "After my mother died, he didn’t raise me for a single day. He just let others bully and humiliate me. If I hadn’t later been discovered to have a top-grade spiritual root and excellent Cultivation Talent, that so-called father of mine wouldn’t have even remembered I existed. He only made me the Young Sect Master of the Falling Snow Sect to use me as a whetstone, a stepping stone for his bastard son. He just wanted to squeeze every last drop of value out of me."

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

"He never raised me for a single day, and he has the nerve to want the betrothal gifts? He can dream on. Tonight, I’m taking everything back. I won’t leave them a single thing. Just because it’s his today doesn’t mean it’ll be his tomorrow!"

Yvonne Sawyer nodded. "You’re right, he doesn’t deserve them. Let’s go get the gifts back right now. But we can’t let anyone know it was us; we can’t bring shame upon The Exalted One. Actually, a while ago in a Secret Realm, I beat up the son of an Immortal Sect elder and happened to grab one of his Tokens. We can use it to frame him for this."

"That’s a brilliant idea! Yana, you’re a genius."

Victor Rhodes looked at her, then wrapped an arm around her shoulder. "Yana, you’re so delightfully wicked. I love it. Let’s go, right now."

The two flew from the Bloodfiend Den hand-in-hand, their figures vanishing into the night in an instant.

A dark and windy night was the perfect time for mischief.

As the former Young Sect Master of the Falling Snow Sect, Victor Rhodes knew the layout intimately. He easily guided Yvonne Sawyer past the various Arrays and into Raymond Rhodes’s private treasury.p

Raymond Rhodes may have been angry enough to cough up blood at the time, but the first thing he did upon recovering was to have all the gifts moved into his private treasury. When it came to being selfish and shameless, his father was truly in a class of his own.

"Yana, take all of this."

"And this."

"Got it."

The two exchanged a wicked grin, and with a wave of her hand, Yvonne Sawyer collected the entire contents of Raymond Rhodes’s private treasury.

It wasn’t just his father Raymond Rhodes’s treasury. Victor Rhodes also dragged Yvonne Sawyer to the residence of his "dear" little brother. They took everything of value, leaving Mason Rhodes with nothing but an empty room.

The pair didn’t attempt to raid the Falling Snow Sect’s main treasury. A place like that would be protected by powerful Arrays and Forbidden Spells that would take time to break. It would be impossible to get in and out quietly without being discovered.

Instead, he went to the residences of the elders one by one, plundering their private treasuries and taking everything he could.

He hadn’t been idle all these years. He had at least studied and figured out the Arrays protecting his father’s treasury and the elders’ residences, allowing him to dismantle them with ease.

’I’ve been waiting for this day for a very long time.’

"That should be about it. Let’s go."

"Alright."

Yvonne Sawyer casually tossed the Token she had prepared into an inconspicuous corner, leaving it for them to discover on their own.

Long after they had left the Falling Snow Sect, Victor Rhodes was still laughing. "I can’t wait to see the looks on their faces tomorrow. Hahaha! This feels amazing!"

「Early the next morning.」

Furious roars echoed from every corner of the Falling Snow Sect.

"Who?! Who stole my Magic Treasure?! Guards! Guards!"

"No! My Top-Grade Refining Furnace! My Seven Treasures Glaze Bottle!"

"Thieves! There are thieves in the Falling Snow Sect! My Sixth Grade Elixir, the Breaking Realm Pill! And all the treasures I’ve saved for so long!"

When Raymond Rhodes saw that the Array he had set up was broken and that the contents of his private treasury had vanished into thin air, his vision went black and he collapsed to the ground.

"No... This is impossible!"

"It’s all gone. Everything is gone."