A sudden whim and that feeling of good fortune indicated that it must be here.
Wow!
A whole set of the Secret Demon Sacrifice Body Sword Technique, plus a segment of his Master's glorious history, it was clear he had made a profit, and it was the right decision to come here.
"This treasure is fated for me... I've learned it."
"No wonder Aunt Yunhua said that the Master has a thick face but a dark heart. It turns out, this is how he got all those treasures."
"Speaking of which, these powerful Cultivators seem to have their own catchphrases. Perhaps, in the future, I will have to come up with one myself."
As Tao Qian muttered, his hand extended instinctively.
Without hesitation, he grasped the Yuan Gong Statue.
In a moment, Tao Qian felt what he was holding was not merely a clay statue, but a sword.
A peerlessly sharp sword that abandoned everything and slew everything.
Tao Qian felt as if his palm was crushed to pieces, followed by his body, and then his soul.
