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    I didn’t expect the quenched ancient Xuan ice to really sharpen iron like mud.

    Shangguan Ruoxi’s divine sense entered the space and looked down at Wanqi Zhi and Mi Ziqi who were in the spiritual spring water, both of them were still sleeping peacefully.

    The injuries on Wanyi Zhi’s body were basically recovering under the repair of the spiritual spring water, and his face was gradually regaining its rosy color.

    Mi ZiDi? s state was much better, the dantian was already absorbing the aura of space on its own!

    Shangguan Ruoxi slapped a sleeping talisman onto the two of them, the space was full of spiritual qi, and enough sleep could better repair their injured bodies.

    ? And the Toki Jin that she had thrown into the Spirit Spring had by now returned to the Spirit Field where it had grown.

    It is true that cacti do not like water.

    Looks like a good recovery!

    Seeing that neither of the two men and one plant had any problems, Shangguan Ruoxi was relieved to go out of the space.

    She looked towards the broken turtle shell style magic weapon at the devil cultivator’s dantian. Just this thing caused her to almost lose her little life.

    Picked it up, looked at it, didn’t have much use for it anymore, and tossed it aside.

    His eyes fell on the scented pouch that the demonic cultivator had tied around his waist, and it was actually a storage pouch.

    When the owner is dead, the storage bag becomes ownerless.

    After a little bit of picking, there are a bunch of lower grade spirit stones, a lower grade spirit treasure sword, and a lower grade spirit shield ……

    Shangguan Ruoxi looked through it again while lamenting, “This devil cultivator is really poor, it’s all inferior goods, there’s no advanced goods.”

    One must know that there were no lower grade spirit stones in her space, they were all upper grade and extreme grade spirit stones.

    Xiao Jiu “Master, in fact, among ordinary cultivators, these spirit stone spells are already considered rich. It’s mainly because you, master, are too rich.”

    Shangguan Ruoxi …… held his forehead.

    Luckily, she hadn’t been given a second by the demonic cultivator, or else she really couldn’t close her eyes even if she died.

    She had so many, enough resources to make any cultivator’s eyes red.

    But after these few events it can be made clear that there was once a history of cultivation in this world, it just wasn’t recorded in the history books.

    Or it’s been forgotten for one reason or another.

    More than that, there are some histories that can’t be written down.

    Shangguan Ruoxi continued to rummage through his storage bag, a few magic cultivation techniques, some jade antiques, a mahogany sword

    Tsk, the mahogany sword is used to ward off evil, is it possible that he seeks spiritual refuge because he kills too much?

    A Three Ching Bell, a Ruyi, a duster, and a, what’s this, let’s see, haha, a small tripod of Kyushu.

    Shangguan Ruoxi directly laughed out loud, this was really an unexpected delight.

    What is a devil cultivator doing with a small tripod of the Nine States in his hand?

    Did he know the secret of the Tripod of the Nine States, or was it just a mere coincidence?

    Or maybe there were other secrets she didn’t know about the Kyushu Cauldron?

    Shangguan Ruoxi’s head was big, her head really wasn’t well suited for thinking about these profound issues.

    Whatever, in the end, the Little Cauldron of the Nine States was integrated into the Realm of Hongmong, and the Realm of Hongmong was hers.

    That little tripod of Kyushu is also hers! Love it or hate it!

    The thought of looking at the corpse of the demon cultivator on the ground was even more unpleasant.

    ? Thinking about this, she activated the ice technique within her body and instantly froze the demonic cultivator’s corpse into ice.

    The sword finger was then waved in the air, and the demonic cultivator’s body turned into crushed ice in seconds.

    Along with the crushed ice fell a duck egg sized, black as ink magic core.

    Shangguan Ruoxi didn’t want to pick it up, but it was Xiao Jiu who took the crystal core in her arms with a single jump.

    Click, click, click, nibbled and ate it like candy.

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