Yunxiao held a magical treasure in each hand. When her fingers touched the icy mirror body of the Yin-Yang Mirror, she could clearly sense the black and white energies circulating within.
Even the profound Dao resonance carried by the Soul-Falling Bell possessed a weighty solidity that made her unconsciously tighten her grip.
She had thought obtaining the Yin-Yang Mirror was already an unexpected delight.
Even among that pile of treasures on the ground, such a magical artifact was a peerless rarity. Any cultivator would have wanted to keep it for personal use.
Yet Zhao Cheng had handed over the Yin-Yang Mirror without the slightest hesitation. He had even added the Soul-Falling Bell, and thoughtfully erased three layers of restrictions from both treasures, saving her more than half the effort of refining them afterward.
Warmth slowly rose from the depths of her heart. Yunxiao solemnly clasped her hands and bowed, her voice carrying genuine emotion. "Thank you, Lord Wuwei, for these treasures! Yunxiao will certainly not fail your trust. I will use these two magical artifacts to protect Qin State and never let the Chan Sect easily plot to weaken Qin's fortune!"
Zhao Cheng waved a hand, his tone casual yet imbued with an unquestionable magnanimity. "Since you came here to help me, you are one of our own. How could I possibly treat you poorly?"
As he spoke, his gaze selected from the pile of magical treasures. When his fingertips brushed past the Mountain-Subduing Talisman Seal, its earth-attributed spiritual radiance flickered faintly before it landed precisely before Zhao Gongming.
He then pushed the Immortal-Slaying Sword, brimming with fierce Sword Qi, and the Eight Trigrams Purple Ribbon Immortal Robe, wrapped in soft rosy light, toward Qiongxiao together.
The seven-colored bird feathers on the Five Fires Seven Birds Fan gleamed beneath the