Wang Yuheng's Departure

Back in the courtyard, Li Xiao eagerly sat down, his eyes shining as he stared at Wang Yuheng with undisguised anticipation.

Wang Yuheng felt rather uncomfortable under his gaze.

But he understood that a wager had to be honored. Though his heart bled at the loss, he gritted his teeth and took out the good things from his Storage Ring one by one.

The first things placed on the table were two Superior Treasure Artifacts.

One was a long saber, its blade slender and entirely suffused with cold light, faint cloud patterns flowing across its edge.

The other was a long spear, its shaft black as ink and its silver-white spearhead razor-sharp, with dense runes engraved along its body.

Though Li Xiao had no immediate use for these two artifacts, they were still incomparably precious. Whether for his own future use or to exchange for other resources, they were rare treasures.

Next came a stack of Talismans. Li Xiao casually flipped through them and found quite a variety.

Tracking Talismans, Rain-Seeking Talismans, Grain-Repelling Talismans, Swift Movement Talismans, Great Strength Talismans...

It was a thick, colorful stack, every talisman glimmering faintly with spiritual light and clearly of no low quality.

Li Xiao gave Wang Yuheng a surprised glance—he had not expected this foolish fellow to be such an outstanding talisman maker.

Among Qi Cultivators, those proficient in both spells and talisman crafting were few and far between. To be able to create so many kinds of Talismans at the Foundation Establishment Realm was enough to show that his talent in the talisman path was far from ordinary.

Then came Pills: several bottles of medicinal pills meant for Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators, their fragrance crisp and pure, brimming with Spiritual Qi.

Though Qi Cultivators and martial masters walked two different paths, the