To be fair, the dozens of rooms they had passed through were packed to the brim.
Although they were all glittering treasures, not a single powerful immortal artifact, sacred artifact, or divine artifact capable of genuinely enhancing one's strength was to be seen.
Those rooms were less like places storing burial goods and more like mere storehouses for gold and silver wealth.
Even though the quantity was jaw-dropping, the true value remained strictly limited to money.
He had no idea where this Hurricane God had stashed away all the actually useful things.
They are all ours.
The little one began sweeping all these gold and silver treasures straight into her palm space. This wolf-like, tiger-like scene shocked Demon Moon Empress, while Miaoxin was practically angered to the point of vomiting blood.
Of all people, these two little ones were the happiest on this trip to the Hurricane Mausoleum, laughing like blooming flowers the entire way.
Demon Moon Empress said, "These are all shiny and golden; we don't even see a single spiritual stone. Spiritual stones are what matter most."
"Two little princesses, could you please not laugh so loudly? You'll disturb the tomb guardians here," Miaoxin said with a panic-stricken expression.
This actually aroused some doubts in Demon Moon Empress's heart. They had been inside for so long, so how come no people or vengeful spirits had appeared?
The little one instantly covered her mouth. Her ashen eyes darted around, and she began to be on guard against her surroundings. She certainly didn't want to let these treasures go to others.
For a moment, the entire mausoleum fell silent, leaving only the sound of their breathing.
The atmosphere was far too quiet. The little one couldn't help bursting into laughter again, then hurriedly covered her mouth, couldn't help it once