More than ten great cultivators of the Candle Dragon Mountain Range watched countless Heavenly Demons be executed, then gathered together and flew toward the skies above Silver Plain Mountain.
The highest-cultivated among them was a girl who looked only thirteen or fourteen. After speaking with the others, she flew forward and, on behalf of the more than one hundred cultivation factions and over a hundred million mortal and cultivator inhabitants of the Candle Dragon Mountain Range, expressed her gratitude to Shen Mo. "Had Fellow Daoist not acted, the tens of millions of cultivators and mortals on Silver Plain Mountain would likely have perished. Those of us who survived would sooner or later have fallen victim to those Heavenly Demons as well! We shall forever remember Fellow Daoist's immense grace and great virtue. This storage bracelet contains a few spiritual materials and resources. Though they cannot repay even one ten-thousandth of Fellow Daoist's kindness, they are still a small token of our gratitude. We hope Fellow Daoist will accept them!"
Shen Mo accepted the storage bracelet, swept it with his divine sense, and smiled faintly before placing it into his sword domain space.
The spiritual plants, medicinal herbs, gold, stones, and mineral deposits within were piled into several small mountains, equivalent to the Red Flame Sect's current income for two months. It was an exceedingly generous sum.
Moreover, the Candle Dragon Mountain Range was relatively poor in resources. These spiritual materials were likely the wealth accumulated over many years by the three Formless and ten Divine Bridge cultivators present. It was a weighty gift, heavy with feeling.
Seeing Shen Mo accept the gift of thanks, a trace of relief appeared on the girl's face. She then introduced herself and the others, cautiously asking about Shen Mo's origins and his purpose in