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Even the most inconspicuous clay basin had been appraised as a rare treasure. If a Precious Medicine with tens of thousands of years of medicinal age were planted in it, it could slowly be cultivated into a Medicine King.

Taihao Incarnation took this one away for careful study and discovered faint flickers of five-colored light. He would not have noticed them if he had not pushed his Martial Dao Heavenly Eyes to their limit.

"Could this be Five-Colored Soil?!"

It was very possible. Given Duan De's status, it was not strange for him to carry a handful of Five-Colored Soil with him.

Unfortunately, the Five-Colored Soil had also had most of its Divinity severed by a slash of fate. Such Five-Colored Soil had been highly sought after during the Ancient Immortal and Ancient Chaos Eras. Even Immortal Kings would be tempted by it. Not only could it be used to grow Immortal Medicine, it could also be used to bury oneself in hopes of a future life.

Ye Fan put away the Nine Divine Weapons. No one else had any objections. Only Big Black Dog was somewhat dissatisfied, but Ye Fan ruthlessly suppressed him.

"Come on, keep picking!" Ye Fan was in an excellent mood. In a single day, he had taken revenge on two "great enemies." Since coming to the Big Dipper, Ye Fan had never suffered such indignities. The few times he had been unlucky, he had either been bitten by a dog or tricked by Duan De. Now that he had gotten all his revenge at once, he felt wonderful.

Sure enough, a person's happiness was built upon another person's pain.

"Hmm, no, there's still one more!" Ye Fan glanced at Taihao Incarnation, then looked at the white jade platform in his hand. In the end, he