Honghuang: I Am Hong Yun, Trading the Saint Seat for a Wife at the Start
Chapter 72

Primordial Wilderness: I Am Hong Yun, and at the Start I Traded My Saint Position for a Wife - Part 72

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Hou Tu and Xuanming watched as the others collected spiritual treasures. They'd been itching to try it themselves.

Even though they were Ancestral Shamans, they were women, after all.

Their love of glittering treasures, along with their enthusiasm for collecting, made their eyes shine.

Hong Yun had once heard a theory about why women liked shopping.

It was because of an instinct for gathering!

Men hunted, aiming to bring down their prey in a single strike;

women, on the other hand, gathered things like berries. That was why they liked to wander, stop, and browse.

And they found it satisfying to accumulate things!

Though Hou Tu and Xuanming were Ancestral Shamans born at the dawn of the world, their instincts were quite similar.

The two stepped forward and each used their own methods.

They grabbed a handful from Treasure Distribution Cliff, then excitedly returned to Hong Yun's side to see what they'd gotten.

Hou Tu's face was flushed with happiness, too.

"This little tower is nice. It's an Innate Spiritual Treasure, too..."

"Is this a Wind-Calming Pearl?"

"This little flag is pretty interesting..."

As they spoke, each picked out a few items they liked, then handed the rest to Hong Yun in one go.

By then, the others, who had been behind them, were arriving one after another.

Seeing that the Three Pure Ones, Hong Yun, and the others had already arrived—and seemed to have collected treasures—everyone looked surprised.

"I hurried as fast as I could, and I'm still too late!"

Then they saw that the others had each made only one attempt to collect a treasure, and that what they obtained depended entirely on fate.

That put them somewhat at ease.

If that was how it worked, they still had a chance.

Only after Hong Yun had also

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