After killing the Heavenly Ice Cold Python, Chu Kuangren brought its horn to a mountain peak.
He handed the horn to Shang Qingxue.
"Thank you, Sect Leader."
Looking at the horn in her hands, Shang Qingxue could clearly sense the powerful ice Daoist Rhyme contained within it.
If she could comprehend it, her strength would surely rise again.
At this thought, she felt somewhat moved. She knew very well how terrifying a ferocious beast capable of growing such a horn must be. There were probably only a handful of people on the entire Emperor Road who could handle it.
Yet simply because this item was useful to her, Chu Kuangren had gone to kill the Heavenly Ice Cold Python and brought it back.
Chu Kuangren could be called cold and merciless toward his enemies, but he was exceedingly gentle toward his own people.
That was also why everyone in the Mystic Heaven Sect held him in such high esteem.
"Counting the time, we've been in the Ten Thousand Wonders Grotto-Heaven for three days now, haven't we?" Chu Kuangren said.
"Yes. We've found quite a few opportunities and treasures over these three days. It's been a great haul."
Murong Xuan spoke with some excitement.
With Chu Kuangren's Treasure-Seeking Art at hand, coupled with his powerful, unrivaled strength, they had obtained quite a few treasures and opportunities in just three short days.
Once they left and found somewhere to properly absorb the benefits of these opportunities, their strength would certainly advance by leaps and bounds.
"I wonder how things are going on the Sword Daoist's end."
Chu Kuangren stroked his chin and murmured.
Although they had gathered plenty of opportunities over these three days, Chu Kuangren was still thinking about the White Spirit Divine Fruit the Sword Daoist had mentioned.
It was