Three Gates

It was just that the spiritual treasures he held in his hands looked a little out of place.

"Could these be the rewards for clearing the tower just now?" Were the rewards really this generous? His Majesty the Tower Spirit was that generous? Bian Chunchou was stunned.

Wen Xu nodded. "Yes. Once we're back, pick out whatever you like and take it."

"Right, right. Put them away for now. We'll talk when we get back." No sense inviting envy from anyone whose eyes had turned red. In the Cultivation Realm, robbing people of their opportunities and treasures was all too common. Even knowing they were disciples of Yonglu Mountain, someone might still risk it for a prize this valuable.

"But with the gate we just cleared, we're up to five whole gates." Bian Chunchou drew out his words so Lin Congcong, who was listening nearby, would hear every one. "I wonder how many gates certain people have cleared?"

Xia Ying glanced at Lin Congcong. Tsk, tsk. He was so angry smoke was nearly coming out of his head.

"Hmph. You only have a head start because you got here first."

When Lin Congcong turned and left in a huff, Bian Chunchou's mood brightened at once. "He looked like an angry pufferfish. I wasn't even asking him. He just had to assume I meant him."

Xia Ying: ...Were these two friends or not?

Forget it. She couldn't be bothered to guess. "I'm off too. See you around. I look forward to working together again." Come to think of it, those three were joined at the hip. They even teamed up to clear the tower. But the more she considered it, the more sense it made. The young martial granduncle's blindness did make some things inconvenient, Senior Brother Chen was so blunt