Aside from wanting the Snowfield Demon Deer's Primordial Spirit essence, Lu Xiaotian also knew that once the Bat King's Dharma Wings drank its blood essence, their speed would reach a level beyond the grasp of Nascent Soul Cultivators. Of course, the Snowfield Demon Deer was still a Spirit Transformation-level demon beast. Though Xiang Qingcheng was already a powerhouse at the True Intent level, she wasn't yet suited to take part in a battle of this caliber. If anything went wrong, she might not even be able to escape. The memory of Luo Qing's death, and the heart-rending pain it had caused him, still lingered in his ears. Lu Xiaotian didn't want anything to happen to Xiang Qingcheng.
Besides these items, he had killed countless high-level cultivators, Ghost Kings, Devil Race powerhouses, and Zhao Clan cultivators. The various treasures Lu Xiaotian had collected had reached an astonishing total.
The powerhouses of the various races who had entered the ice cavern were all among the very best in this world, perched at the very tip of the pyramid. There were the fallen Zhao Clan powerhouses; the several groups of more than a dozen people ambushed by members of the Zhao Clan; and then the more than ten killed by Lu Xiaotian and Xiang Qingcheng. Lu Xiaotian had sorted through some of the spoils earlier, but later the haul grew too large, and he had little free time, so he set the rest aside. Xiang Qingcheng wasn't particularly interested in any of it. Aside from a peach, a water-type spirit crystal, and some top-grade water Spirit Stones that Lu Xiaotian had given her, she hadn't taken anything else. After all, at Xiang Qingcheng's current level, there weren't many things she could use apart from top-tier treasures like Dragon Essence and peaches.
Now that