"My nine top-level Immortal Artifact Spirit Swords have all lost their Origin Essence. They've become a pile of scrap metal."
Jian Wuji looked at the nine Immortal Artifact Spirit Swords on the ground, now stripped of all spirituality, and felt like crying without tears.
"And my Immortal Artifact inner armor, Immortal Artifact Cloud-Treading Boots, cloak, Second Immortal Spirit..."
The more Jian Wuji spoke, the sadder he became. He had never expected that, in the end, he too would fail to escape the fate of becoming a blank slate.
"Don't be sad. If the Immortal Artifacts are gone, just spend some Immortal Jade and buy another set." Han Feiyu comforted him from the side. He had suffered even greater losses.
However, he had stored all his important belongings within the Jade Gourd's space. As for the items in his Space Immortal Artifacts, he could buy them all back with a little more money.
"You came out with me this time, so I'll cover all your losses. I'll repay you double, all right?" Han Feiyu continued.
"Senior Brother Han, you may have Immortal Jade, but your Junior Brother still has his pride."
"How could I count these losses against you? Once we enter the Southern Dipper Immortal Realm, just lend me enough Immortal Jade to buy the most ordinary Immortal Sword. That'll let me bring out eighty percent of my combat strength," Jian Wuji said.
"Fine~" Han Feiyu laughed.
"What do you plan to do? The Southern Dipper Immortal Realm should have a branch of your Merchant Guild. How about I send you there?"
Han Feiyu looked at the flock of lovely maidservants.
During their time in the Rotten Whale's inner world, these maidservants had helped ease his worries and relieve his boredom.
Physiotherapy, Immortal Dance, music, and more had made Han