There was only a small booklet and two Spirit Crystals in the bag, with nothing else.
Li Xuan wore a look of disappointment.
Blood Wuxin was a pauper.
He could not help cursing inwardly: You're a demonic cultivator! Isn't killing people and taking their treasures perfectly normal? You were even fleeing to the Border Wilderness—weren't you planning to scrounge up some treasures to use here?
You really are trash. Even if I scattered your ashes, you wouldn't deserve any sympathy!
He looked at the bag. It was just an ordinary bag, not something like a storage pouch.
He casually tossed it aside.
"I wonder if the Inner Domain has treasures like storage pouches."
He sighed inwardly. Should he find a disciple with a talent for Artifact Refining, make up a set of Artifact Refining methods for him to comprehend, and have him refine things like storage pouches?
"I don't know Artifact Refining either. Making up a method would be rather difficult. I should still go to the Inner Domain and look for their Artifact Refining methods, then use them as a reference. Only then can I make up something perfect.
"Only the Inner Domain could possibly have such an Artifact Refining prodigy, right?"
Li Xuan pondered this.
However, Artifact Refining ultimately did not strengthen oneself. There was no need to rush it for now. He would wait and see whether he could find such a prodigy in the future.
He put away the Spirit Crystals.
Then he looked toward the blood-red booklet.
When he opened it, four words entered his sight.
"Blood Demon Ghost Scripture!"
It was obviously a demonic cultivation technique.
Li Xuan did not care. He was not planning to cultivate such a technique; he merely wanted to use it as a reference to understand martial arts in