The elder in charge of the resource vault had long been dumbstruck. Only now did he snap back to his senses, his gaze at Wang Yuan filled with awe and shock.
"True Disciple Wang Yuan's strength is rare throughout all ages. I shall immediately retrieve all the sect's Refined Iron Ore and Raw Darksteel Ore for you!"
No one tried to stop him. No one dared to stop him!
Wang Yuan gave a slight nod, his gaze turning toward the treasure vault, a sharp glint flashing through his eyes.
Now that the wager had been settled beyond dispute.
Li Wanjun's face was livid, but he honored the wager and said nothing further to stop him.
Then Wang Yuan would not stand on ceremony.
The storeroom was dimly lit. Piles of ores filled stone platforms and slabs, while scattered rubble covered the floor.
With a sweep of his gaze, Wang Yuan saw vast quantities of fourth- and fifth-grade ores stacked in neat heaps, along with plenty of refined iron blanks left over from smelting.
Joy immediately rose in his eyes.
By quality alone, these ores could not be considered exceptional.
There was not a trace of high-grade sixth- or seventh-grade ore, only fourth- and fifth-grade goods.
But the reserves were simply enormous, piled high as mountains, enough to make anyone's scalp tingle.
"Fourth-grade Crimson Iron Essence can increase the weight of my body and strengthen my bone density."
"Fourth-grade Black Meteorite Shards possess dense, heavy metal properties, making them best suited for tempering the skeletal frame."
"Fifth-grade Frost-Pattern Steel Core can condense Gang Qi and enhance sharp, murderous force."
"And there is a huge pile of refined iron ingots left from smelting discarded weapons. Their Golden Qi is pure, making them perfect for laying a foundation."
As Wang Yuan slowly walked