Unfixed Flying Ring, a Chance to Break Through

Lin Fan nodded. "Take them out and let me have a look. I'll pick through them~"

"Once the deal is made, I'll naturally leave."

Time Dao Ancestor: "..."

Seeing the shameless, street-hooligan expression on Lin Fan's face, he wanted to curse his mother.

Fuck!

You were at least an Immortal King—and, most likely, an Immortal Emperor who had concealed his cultivation through some special method and merely appeared to be an Immortal King!

A dignified Immortal Emperor, yet this shameless?

How was this any different from a street thug?

Thinking back to before I ever set foot on the path of immortality, even the local punks in my village weren't this fucking outrageous!

I must have fucked a dog.

Yet he could not say any of that. He could only glare viciously at Lin Fan. "You still want to pick?!"

Lin Fan replied as if it were only natural, "What else?"

"Should I not pick, and just let you decide what to give me?"

"If you pick out some useless junk I don't want, wouldn't I suffer a huge loss?"

"So hurry up and take everything out for me to choose from!"

Time Dao Ancestor: "..."

His lips moved soundlessly.

If one had to translate it...

It was probably something synonymous with "fuck your mother."

But he had no choice now. Cursing under his breath, he waved a hand and took out the things he had hidden away before his death.

Amid flickering light, a pile of treasures appeared before Lin Fan.

These treasures were all magical treasures; there was nothing else.

That was not surprising. He had probably consumed all the pills before his death, and as for cultivation techniques and secret manuals, would Time Dao Ancestor even have needed such things?

There were roughly a dozen items in