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Chu Mo's cultivation had already approached the threshold of level twenty-eight. With this infusion of fortune, he broke through in an instant, then surged onward without slowing, breaking through two more levels.
"Whew."
The golden clouds dispersed, and the radiance faded.
Chu Mo gently exhaled a breath of stale air, his aura smooth and contained. "As expected of fortune gained by sacrificing a realm. Exceptionally abundant."
He closed his eyes to reflect for a moment. When he opened them again, a trace of regret flashed through them.
"Unfortunately, aside from the portions Jue Ming allotted to the sect, the Immortal Garden, and Extinction Life, some of the fortune he obtained went toward repaying that [contribution]." Chu Mo shook his head. Deduction upon deduction. Otherwise, his share of the fortune would have been even greater.
"Time to head back."
His figure flickered, and a wisp of blue smoke rose where he stood. By the time it dispersed, he was nowhere to be seen.
Several days later, in Chu Mo's cave abode.
He sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, eyes lightly closed, his attention immersed in his character panel.
[Inventory]: Nether Radiance Lamp, Three Yin Baleful Fate Sword, Ghost-Eating Insects, Bai Du's Golden Vault.
"I thought Bai Du's Golden Vault would collapse along with that spell arrow. I never expected it to drop as loot."
Chu Mo's expression was somewhat peculiar.
Aside from fortune and divine abilities, the greatest gains from this trip were these spoils taken from Bai Du.
There was little to say about the Three Yin Baleful Fate Sword. It was Bai Du's second Life-bound Magical Treasure, but since no law had yet been refined into it, its power was limited.
As for the other items...
With a thought from Chu Mo, two objects appeared before