"Brother, could you stop joking with me? Let me tell you the truth. I escaped from that place. That treasure isn't something you can obtain."
"Besides, I'm not boasting, but with my aptitude, I'm definitely much better than it. Why don't you take me and run? Leaving this place is the best choice!"
Hearing the God-Striking Stone say this, Ye Xingchen smiled faintly. He glanced at the surrounding forest, shook his head, and immediately walked forward with the God-Striking Stone in hand.
"The more you say that, the more interested I become. Hurry up and tell me what treasures are in there."
Somewhat frightened, the God-Striking Stone shook his head slightly. Seeing that Ye Xingchen was determined to go inside and retrieve the treasures, he hurriedly tried to alarm him:
"There are all kinds of dangers in there-a little white tower and a few broken bones. Supposedly, they were all left behind by powerful beings from the past! A mere wisp of their aura could destroy you. With your current strength, there's no way you could contend with them!"
Ye Xingchen smiled faintly with his arms folded. Looking at the God-Striking Stone spouting nonsense before him, he did not expose his lies. He thought that, judging by the original plot, these three treasures were merely the so-called Little Tower and Original True Bone.
As long as he could obtain those two treasures, nothing else was worth mentioning.
"So that's how it is. Then I'm even more interested. I want to see just what could make you so afraid."
Filled with bitterness, the God-Striking Stone sighed. Looking at Ye Xingchen, who was about to enter, he could not help shaking his head repeatedly. He thought that he had escaped with such difficulty, only to return to the thieves' den this time.