Nine Nether Underworld River, Ten Thousand Miles of Sand (Congratulations to Cat's Night on Becoming a League Leader)

Fang Xi gazed at Zuo Xiaoxuan.

Ever since news came more than thirty years ago that Meng Zhu Zi had successfully formed his Nascent Soul and joined the Wang Family as a guest elder, this woman had grown much quieter.

Though she had put on a mask, the hatred in her heart had probably not faded...

But he did not care in the slightest.

If he could witness, as a bystander, the ending of the tale of the Green Mountain Five swearing brotherhood, it would be rather interesting.

After Zuo Xiaoxuan left, Fang Xi opened his storage bag and took out the spirit items inside one by one.

Aside from a five-hundred-year-old Dragon Salamander, there was also a piece of 'Xuan Ming Crystal' and some spirit herbs native to the Profound Nether Abyss.

To Fang Xi, this was inferior to what he could harvest from a single fishing trip into the abyss.

But this is as far as it goes. This is not only a question of Zuo Xiaoxuan's ability, but also a matter of me not wanting to exceed the limit...

Collecting a few spirit items through small-scale dealings might make the Wang Family turn a blind eye.

But if it reached the point of affecting the Marketplace's business, the Wang Family would not merely stamp their feet—they would start killing!

If this caused the production of 'True Blood Pills' to decline, the Imperial Dragon Sect might even take action.

If I truly want to obtain large quantities of 'True Blood Pills' and 'Xuan Ming Crystals'... I'm afraid I'll still have to act personally...

Fang Xi fell into thought.

He had already placed an order in the Jiuzhou Realm, copying over all kinds of parameters for the Profound Nether Abyss and having a factory custom-build fishing vessels and salvage