Several days later, Xia Xi emerged from the mist over Lake Ashi and stepped ashore.
There was little joy at a plentiful harvest on his face.
Although there had been slightly more evil demons than he had expected, their numbers were still limited.
It was the same as before.
Small fry with an energy level below fifty and no Blood Demon Art.
Each only provided 30-40 experience points.
In addition, because of the mission requirements, Xia Xi had killed almost no evil demons below an energy level of fifty, and what they provided
Ordinary people removed rust from iron either by scrubbing hard or using chemicals, but either method would affect the blade. Still, Zhou You and the others were archaeology graduates, after all, and naturally knew how to preserve the blade as much as possible.
Ye Junyi could not bear the sight and went forward to take the kettle from Lady Yin's hand. Only after the kettle was snatched away did Lady Yin pick up the scalding tea and drain it in one gulp.
"Of course! His Majesty the Saint King is the best person there is! He gave everything he had to the people. He's so much better than his older brother, the previous Saint King! But although he's the Saint King, he doesn't really manage the Sacred Mountain. After he handed it over to the deputy Saint King, this place became a complete mess! Sigh." The boy's gaze flickered.
Xiong Fu gave two more pinches, still not quite satisfied, before letting go. Shou Si immediately walked over, feeling rather distressed, and wanted to gently rub Wu Ai's cheeks, which had been pinched red, but Xiong Fu stopped him. Taken aback, he withdrew his hand.
Although Mo Zixian had fought a great battle, Ye Tian was so close