"Senior White, did you find anything to hold the heart demon?" Song Shuhang asked the absentminded Senior White quietly.
He feared that if he spoke too loudly, Senior White might snap out of his daze and accidentally damage the ground.
His luck was no longer "moderately auspicious" today.
There was nothing wrong with being cautious.
Hearing someone call him, Senior White finally came back to his senses. "Yes, I finally found a few items that might be useful. We'll try them all in a moment and see which ones work."
With that, he used his spatial ability to reach into his treasure vault and pull out all five items he had selected earlier.
There was a futuristic metal box, a white jade bottle, a bag woven from some unknown silk, a crystal-ball-shaped magical treasure, and an antique-looking pot.
"What do you plan to do next?" Senior White handed all five magical treasures to Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang couldn't hold so many magical treasures in both hands, so he supported them with thought power, letting them float around him—ever since learning to use thought power, he had found he could no longer live without it.
"From a purely rational perspective, I'm considering whether I should seize this opportunity to take a shot at the Heavenly Emperor amid the chaos. After all, she and I are on opposing sides," Song Shuhang said—the revived Heavenly Emperor belonged to the Liquid Metal Ball big shot's faction.
Senior White's Clone asked, "A purely rational perspective?"
"Because the Heavenly Emperor has Soft Feather's face, you can't bring yourself to attack her from an emotional perspective?" Senior Heart-Demon Scarlet Heaven Sword guessed.
"No, I mean that from an emotional perspective, a weakling like me picking fights with big shots every day is a sickness. I should run