"This flying sword cannot be claimed by my Li Family... Other than that..."
Li Rubi coughed, looking toward several artifacts and Daoist books. "This scroll is a handwritten copy I made of a Yin Mountain Sect Daoist scripture. There are also some of my observations and experiences, stolen secret scrolls of the demonic sects, and the cultivation arts of several Rogue Cultivators... The rest are of little consequence, but the Yin Mountain Sect scripture must be studied carefully..."
As for the Bloodthirsty Tome, he could not bear to destroy it.
To be honest, Li Rubi had personally refined few of the remaining artifacts. Most had been seized from others, such as that Yin-Yang Gui...
After giving several more careful instructions, Li Rubi let out a bitter laugh.
He had not had much lifespan left to begin with. After the previous great battle and the sneak attack by the Three Friends of Winter's End, he had suffered grave injuries and reached the point where his oil was spent and his lamp had run dry.
At this moment, he was wholly sustaining himself on a single breath.
Once he had finished arranging everything, his spirit slackened, and he breathed his last.
"Ancestor..."
The Li Family head prostrated himself on the ground and wept bitterly. Yet as he gazed at the Jade Water Sword before him, greed rose uncontrollably in his heart.
He clearly understood as well that among all these treasures, this flying sword was the finest!
Just as the Li Family head, his face filled with greed, reached out to touch this flying sword—one he might never have another chance to touch in his life—
Pfft!
The ground suddenly split apart, and a golden streak shot out, lunging straight at the Li Family head!
Though the Li Family head had received