How could anyone else easily show off their Magical Treasure to the public?
But Xing Shanping was different. He had neither suspicion nor concern that Tian Lin might have any ulterior motives.
With a slap of his right hand, a rope appeared in his grasp.
With a casual toss, the rope passed through the gaps in the iron bars, deftly landing on Tian Lin's wooden bed.
Tian Lin picked up the rope, about a zhang long, giving it a tug before taking out his flying sword to poke at it.
From the cell next door, Xing Shanping had no idea what Tian Lin was trying to find out, and offhandedly said,
"There are a total of five Binding Immortal Ropes; two are in our Yao Yue Sect, and one in the Heart Inquiry Sect. Besides these, both the Bai Sheng Sect and Artifact Sect originally had one each, but they were severed in a battle."
"What about the severed Binding Immortal Ropes?"
