Goldmagnet Spirit Wood, Polar Yuan Light

The square-faced cultivator, Old Devil Qian, and the others immediately grew displeased when they saw that Xiao Yu clearly intended to stay out of the affair.

Old Devil Qian even said coldly:

"What do you mean by this, fellow Daoist? You want to sit back and reap the fruits of our labor? You certainly know how to work an abacus!"

After Old Devil Qian said this, the five white figures that had been attacking the goldmagnet spirit wood stopped. Amid repeated flashes of white light, they drifted behind the group, blocking Xiao Yu's path.

"Heh, I was just curious, you

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