Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Souls Sect

Many people watched Li Xiao put away the Ten-Thousand-Year Mystic Yellow Stone Marrow, and a trace of greed involuntarily flashed through their eyes.

The stone was said to be one of the hardest materials in the cultivation world, and it was incredibly rare.

If it were used to forge weapons, even adding in just a little could raise the weapon's quality by an entire level.

Everyone present was a cultivator who lived by the blade. Who wouldn't want such a treasure?

Yet facing Li Xiao, not a single person dared to truly make a move and snatch it.

Whether it was his three fierce Sword Qi that made their scalps go numb, or the ruthlessness he had displayed when he publicly killed the Red Dust Devil Palace elder at the mine entrance,

both were enough to make everyone force that trace of greed deep into their hearts, not daring to reveal the slightest hint of it.

Li Xiao had naturally noticed those greedy gazes as well, but he could not be bothered with them.

He held several pieces of the Ten-Thousand-Year Mystic Yellow Stone Marrow in his hand and toyed with them for a while.

Only then did he discover that although the stone was merely the size of a fist, it was astonishingly heavy in his hand, as if he were holding a mountain rock compressed a thousand times over.

He could not help secretly envying those Qi Cultivators.

If he had a Storage Bag, why would he need to carry it on his back like this?

Unfortunately, as a Martial Master, he had no spiritual power and could not activate a Storage Bag at all.

He shook his head, temporarily cast the thought aside, carefully wrapped up the Mystic Yellow Stone, strapped it to his back, and continued