Furthermore, if the power of this Golden Core were fully revealed, forget True Immortals—even Immortal Venerables might divine its whereabouts and come to seize it. How could anyone withstand that?
Jiu Cai Rong frowned when he heard Jian Xin:
"Rice has to be eaten one bite at a time. Our Xi Rong Manor has a powerful background, but we're still afraid of provoking a whole bunch of Immortal Venerables to divine us out. We might not be able to withstand that either. Let's sell some inconspicuous ones first and test the waters."
"Agreed." Jian Xin nodded, a trace of a smile appearing on his face. "That's exactly what I had in mind."
The two sides had temporarily reached an agreement.
They soon entered the Steward's Room and held a discussion.
There, Jian Xin also saw an old acquaintance: Bai Xingling.
An old acquaintance in the literal sense—he was jumping into a forge.
Although they no longer had the game's ability to revive and resurrect, as basic Jiuzhou people, they still possessed the physical resurrection ability of the immortals.
Thus, following the principle of using their own limbs to forge iron was perfectly normal for them.
"Ah, Jian Xin, what brings you here?" Bai Xingling was stunned. By the time he crawled out of the forge, his whole body was already seventy percent cooked.
Jian Xin: "."
As a Jiuzhou native who had seen all sorts of strange things, what kind of demon or monster had he not encountered? Yet he still felt that the Blacksmith Shop of Xi Rong Manor exuded an eerie, horrifying atmosphere!
In our horror-movie Nine Continents world, you're making the horror even more outrageous?
Xi Rong Manor made the wariness in Jian Xin's heart grow heavier.
After all, he had seen Bai Xingling before. How had