"Good wine."
Ye Lin's eyes lit up after taking a single whiff. This stuff was good.
Take it. It wouldn't be long before he met Liu Bai again, and that guy was a drunkard. He would bring it for him to taste then.
"Mm, this Formation Disk is pretty good. Just right for Bao Xiaotou."
"Mm, these two hammers are decent too—low-grade Dao-tier. Perfect for upgrading Xiaoyao's equipment. Xiaoyao's Wind Thunder Twin Hammers were gradually no longer keeping up with his cultivation."
"This upright long qin is nice. Gu Qingzhi can carry it."
"This thing can go to Shangguan Wanyu."
Ye Lin walked and stopped along the way, the treasures all around him leaving him dazzled.
He couldn't finish looking. There was simply too much to see.
Right now, he was like some country bumpkin, his eyes blinded by treasures for the first time.
And the grades of the treasures here were all far from low. Looking around, they were all fucking Boundless-grade or above. Supreme? What the hell was that? There was not a single Supreme-grade item.
This was the foundation of an ancient power.
It also broadened Ye Lin's horizons.
There was no helping it—this country bumpkin Ye Lin was facing so many treasures for the first time.
Even with his formidable state of mind, he could not help being shocked at this moment.
By the end, Ye Lin had even gone numb. He casually picked up an item, glanced at it, then tossed it into his Spatial Ring.
Everything here belonged to him. So long as he saw it, it was his.
"Poison Venerable doesn't have any particularly good weapon either. Let him carry this saber. Low-grade Dao-tier—not bad."
"This sword can go to Dugu Feng."
As he walked on, Ye Lin had already collected every treasure