Lin Dong swallowed. With so many people eyeing him like tigers watching prey, the pressure on him was immense.
"Mu Girl, she..."
Lin Dong looked at the Gun-shaped Spirit Treasure in his hand, his expression ugly.
This Spirit Treasure was pitch-black and looked rather crude. Moreover, the luster it emitted was extremely faint.
"Is this really a Spirit Treasure too?"
Lin Dong felt bitter inside. Mu Girl was being far too careless. Even if she wanted him to draw fire, she should at least have given him a decent Spirit Treasure, right?
There were six Spirit Treasures in total. This was probably the worst of them.
"Lin Dong, this is good stuff!" Little Marten's voice suddenly rang out in his heart.
"Good stuff?" Lin Dong was somewhat puzzled.
"Tch, what ignorance! Don't judge this Spirit Treasure by its shabby appearance. This is an Intermediate Spirit Treasure."
"And this Spirit Treasure is only a half-finished product. Hmph, just as a half-finished product, its power is already comparable to an Intermediate Spirit Treasure. If it were fully refined, it might even be able to compare to the golden spear beneath that fellow from the Wang Clan!"
Little Marten said disdainfully, then his tone changed. "That little girl treats you well enough. She gave you the best Spirit Treasure, and you ignorant brat still misunderstood her."
Lin Dong felt a little awkward inside. It seemed Mu Girl was still pretty good to him.
Mu Zi: See? He even has to thank us!
Since he now knew how precious this Spirit Treasure was, Lin Dong naturally could not give it up. Looking at those greedy figures surrounding him, his expression immediately turned cold.
"Once something is in my hands, there's no reason to hand it over again!"
As his words fell, a soaring battle