Though the bones strewn across the square were many, with Lin Xuan's eyesight, he could naturally tell with ease that there were no high-level immortal cultivators who had reached Core Condensation among them.
It was not strange when he thought about it. This was merely the outer perimeter of the Jade Profound Sect, so those guarding this place naturally would not have been core disciples with profound magic power.
Even so, there were still several dozen spirit tools scattered nearby whose spiritual energy had yet to dissipate. From this alone, one could see just how extraordinary the Jade Profound Sect had been.
A strange gleam flashed through Lin Xuan's eyes. He reached out, took a Storage Bag from his waist, and with a slight lift of his right hand, sent it floating into midair.
"Young Master, what are you...?"
Yue'er was startled and somewhat curious, but Lin Xuan did not answer. Instead, he turned his left hand over, and an incantation shot from his fingertips.
After the Storage Bag absorbed it, large sheets of rosy light immediately poured out from within. The glow circled over the square, sucking in one treasure after another whose spiritual energy had not yet been lost.
With Lin Xuan's cultivation, even ordinary magic treasures might not necessarily catch his eye. If there had only been one or two spirit tools, he would not have bothered collecting them, but with several dozen of them, it was hard not to be moved. Taken to a market city, they could be exchanged for quite a few crystal stones.
Afterward, Lin Xuan sighed. With a sweep of his sleeve, a gale instantly rose across the square, gathering the scattered bones together.
He flicked his finger, and a fireball the size of a fist appeared. With a boom, the heap