While Ning Wangshu stood lost in thought, something suddenly came hurtling toward him.
Ning Wangshu snapped to attention and immediately looked closely. It was a gourd shimmering with strange black-and-white light, its colors forming a yin-yang pattern!
"This is... a low-grade postnatal lingbao!?"
Ning Wangshu was somewhat surprised. He had never expected a low-grade postnatal lingbao to appear here!
Although a mere low-grade postnatal lingbao was no longer worth mentioning to him, he could still leave it for Lin Qingzhu and the others to use, even if he had no use for it himself.
Without the slightest hesitation, Ning Wangshu reached out and caught the Spirit Treasure gourd hurtling toward him.
Meanwhile, when those fighting in the air noticed the Spirit Treasure gourd flying toward Ning Wangshu, they instinctively turned to look.
They immediately spotted Ning Wangshu.
Seeing Ning Wangshu reach for the Spirit Treasure gourd, many of them grew anxious and shouted fiercely, "Stop! That Spirit Treasure gourd is not something you can covet! If you dare take it, you're courting death!"
As their shouts rang out, they all charged toward Ning Wangshu.
In an instant, they surrounded him.
Even those watching the battle from a distance turned their gazes toward him.
By now, Ning Wangshu understood that these people had been fighting over this Spirit Treasure gourd.
Looking at the people surrounding him, Ning Wangshu frowned and snorted coldly. Before he could speak, however, two startled exclamations suddenly rose from the crowd.
One voice was male and the other female, and they exclaimed in surprise almost simultaneously, "It's you!"
Ning Wangshu looked up at the voices and immediately spotted two familiar figures in the crowd. They were none other than the Ziwei Saintess and the Daoyi Saint Son, whom he had met in the Creation Immortal Palace!
Hearing