Besides, Fang Che had another plan in mind.
That was to prepare some for Ninth Lord as well, so that Ninth Lord could appease the female experts among the Guardians...
Ninth Lord wasn't having an easy time either.
Besides, in this round, Xue Changqing of the Guardians had taken quite a lot—nearly two hundred pieces, surely.
As long as they had taken some, then no matter how much Fang Che himself brought out for Dongfang Sansan, it would no longer be a problem.
Fang Che had considered this point very carefully.
As he spoke, Fang Che said regretfully, "What a pity. The Sword Soul was obtained by Xue Changqing of the Guardians. I didn't get it. Otherwise, the Nether Emperor could have taken shape too."
Both women were rendered speechless.
It was carved on the tombstone.
The most precious things inside were these five: "one Sword Soul, one Golden Spirit, three thousand Star Spirit Stones, one Treasure Medicine, and three wisps of Star Soul!"
Of those five, you had taken three and a half yourself.
And you were still thinking about the Sword Soul.
"Fang Che, you really need to change that greedy nature of yours."
Yan Beihan sighed and said, "Of course, the more of this kind of thing you obtain, the better. But putting it bluntly, don't countless lives cling to every single one of these treasures?"
"Knowing when to stop is always the wisest choice. Sometimes, even when you know that keeping something means handing it to your enemies, you still give it away for the sake of sharing the risk. In the future, you must show that kind of decisiveness and generosity. Otherwise, you'll suffer for it."
"Got it."
Fang Che said, "Actually, I deliberately let Xue Changqing have the Sword Soul this time. I was