Chu Mo looked at the several "Dharmic Treasures" in his hands, the corners of his eyes twitching slightly. Their originals had indeed once enjoyed fearsome reputations, striking awe throughout entire regions.
But the things in his hands were shoddily made, their workings sluggish and chaotic, as though they might lose control, fall apart, and explode at any moment.
He flipped his hand and stored the "Dharmic Treasures" in his [Inventory]. He certainly could not put them in his Dao Mansion. If they really exploded, he would be in trouble.
Seeing Chu Mo's expression, Yuan Bai sent him a voice transmission. "What's this, junior brother? Are you interested in imitation Dharmic Treasures?"
"The Hezhen Society specializes in this craft. We have replicas of most of the renowned treasures in Fuli Heaven. If anything catches your fancy, you could pick up a few to play with."
Chu Mo shook his head slightly without answering.
Under Yuan Bai's lead, the Hezhen Society's party sped toward their designated location. The ink-wash map across the sky was immense, with moving points of light reflecting the movements of their own team members.
Before long, a mist-shrouded valley came into view.
Yuan Bai raised a hand, and everyone stopped, landing at the valley entrance.
High Person Miao Xuan was idly toying with her silky black hair. At the Hezhen Society's arrival, her eyes shimmered. "Yuan Bai looks more delicious by the day. Care to keep your senior sister company while she cultivates?"
High Person Jue Ming lifted his gaze slightly, swept it over Yuan Bai, and said, "Too slow."
Long accustomed to this, Yuan Bai remained unruffled and cupped his hands. "Sorry to have kept you waiting, Senior Sister Miao Xuan and Senior Brother Jue Ming.
"Now that all three parties are here, have you discovered anything