"Gone."
After a brief moment of disappointment, Ye Lin picked up the Xuanyuan Sword and gave it a shake. The sword in his hand transformed into a golden bracelet that coiled around his wrist, after which Ye Lin rose and left.
A damaged Dao-tier cultivation technique was simply left on the table by Ye Lin.
Seeing Ye Lin act so decisively, the two looked at each other in dismay. No matter how damaged it was, a Dao-tier cultivation technique was still a Dao-tier cultivation technique.
Ye Lin was just going to give it up so decisively?
Even if he could not use it himself, selling it off for money or favors would still be a sure-profit deal.
Good heavens.
The two exchanged another glance before ultimately following behind Ye Lin.
Without question, only Golden Immortals would be able to deal with this thing later on. They were not qualified to take it.
The moment they walked out of the Scripture Depository, a thick stench of blood rushed at them.
Ye Lin's brows furrowed slightly as he turned to look, only to see corpses carpeting the ground in the distance, their blood having soaked through the earth.
The middle-aged man from before stood in the distance with his hands behind his back, gazing afar.
The sky was packed with warships, while experts constantly came and went through the area.
This place contained the true foundations of the Profound Origin Scorpion Clan, and they were now stripping it clean.
Ye Lin paid no attention to any of this. His own task was already complete. Once these people had finished looting the place, he could begin considering how to attack the Asura Clan.
As for the spoils, how much they could find and how much they could seize would depend entirely on their