Ling Qingzhu's Dilemma

After leaving Lin Dong, Xiao Han continued along the passage. About ten minutes later, he reached the end of it and entered a vast hall resembling a plaza.

More than a dozen passages from around the hall led directly here. Dozens of people had already gathered in the center, including disciples of the Huangpu Clan and the Lin Clan.

"Ah!"

A soft sigh came from ahead.

Xiao Han strolled over to Lin Fan and Huangpu Jing and asked, "What is it, Elder Lin Fan?"

"X-Xiao Han, sir."

Lin Fan turned around and, upon seeing Xiao Han, immediately beamed with delight. Pointing at the barrier ahead, he said, "There are six Spiritual Treasures here, but they are protected by a barrier. With our strength, we cannot break it."

Xiao Han looked over and indeed saw six rays of light within the barrier before him. They shone brilliantly, and judging by their grade, all were above Intermediate Spiritual Treasures.

To be honest, Intermediate Spiritual Treasures were trash-tier items in the Myriad Worlds. Yet in a place like the Great Yan Dynasty, a single treasure like this was enough to stir up a bloody storm.

"I'll do it."

As soon as Xiao Han spoke, he blew toward the front.

The breath he exhaled was like someone popping a bubble. It blew apart the barrier that had left Lin Fan and the others helpless.

"Haha, six Spiritual Treasures!"

Lin Fan was overjoyed. Walking up to the treasures, he looked like a scavenger who had suddenly won the lottery.

"Spiritual Treasures!"

The others in the hall stared feverishly at the six Spiritual Treasures in the center. They started forward, but when they caught sight of Xiao Han from the corners of their eyes, every one of them desperately suppressed the greed in their hearts.

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