"My lord, these are the rare treasures collected over the past year. There are two thousand seven hundred in total, and the total cost was..."
Shi Pan lowered his head and respectfully handed Qi Yuan the Storage Bag containing the rare treasures.
Over the past few years, he had worked earnestly for Qi Yuan.
And as his cultivation had grown, he was no longer the ignorant youth he had once been. He had become a great Foundation Establishment cultivator!
Yet the stronger he became, the more he understood just how unfathomable and terrifying the man before him was—someone he would need to look up to for the rest of his life.
"Not bad. I hope there'll be some new gains this time."
Qi Yuan accepted the rare treasures and examined them carefully.
Over the years, aside from studying the flaws in the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner, he had also been learning all kinds of forging methods.
Unfortunately, due to a lack of materials, although the Hidden Soldier Pavilion had already been built, the rare treasures Qi Yuan had forged within it were few and far between. Yes... there was only one.
That one had been forged by extracting materials from several decrepit rare treasures that could not have been more worn-out, nearly reduced to ashes and dust.
As for the other rare treasures, Qi Yuan had not destroyed them to turn them into raw materials.
Perhaps they were proof that some civilization, some race, had once existed.
He looked through the rare treasures, casually searching to see whether there were any new forging arts among them.
At that moment, Shi Pan silently withdrew.
All of a sudden, Qi Yuan's expression tightened slightly.
He gazed into the void ahead and suddenly spoke. "Since you're here, show yourself."
As soon as