"Forget it."
Cheng Buzheng shook his head with a smile.
"I have no use for them, but they can enrich the clan treasury and bless future generations of descendants.
The foundation of the Cheng Immortal Clan needs precisely such bit-by-bit accumulation."
Having made up his mind, he no longer hesitated. With a sweep of his hand, it was as though his sleeve contained a world of its own.
An invisible suction force surged forth, and all the Jade Slips, Beast Skins, and Jade Registers within the chests were instantly gathered away, disappearing into his sleeve.
Then his figure shifted slightly, like a Qingfeng brushing past.
In the next instant!
He had silently appeared before the shelves embedded in one side of the great hall's thick walls.
His gaze passed through the seemingly flimsy yet actually resilient transparent Light Screen and settled upon the treasures behind it, which faintly radiated all manner of treasure light.
—Magic Treasures of varied forms floated within; Spirit Pills were sealed in jade bottles.
There were also peculiar Spirit Material ores.
Treasure light intertwined, Dao rhythms flowed, stirring longing in one's heart.
However, when Cheng Buzheng's peripheral vision swept over the evenly spread Light Screen covering the shelves, his sword-like brows could not help but furrow slightly.
These Restrictions appeared ordinary, yet they gave him the sensation of seamless unity, flawless and impregnable.
"Interesting." At the turn of his thoughts, a brilliant golden radiance suddenly lit up in the depths of his eyes, like a rising sun.
Countless fine golden runes, like star-sand, rapidly intertwined, collided, and evolved within his eyes, profoundly mysterious.
The phantom of the tiny golden figure that had only recently faded away condensed once more in the depths of his pupils, emanating a Dao rhythm capable of seeing through all falsehood.
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