In truth, Song Yan had always had a rough guess about the so-called treasures he might obtain in these ruins.
The Battle Art stored in the Tooth Zhang before him was entirely within his expectations.
He had no use for these things himself, but they were just right for Dog Sheng.
The brat really did have a dog's own luck.
Actually, it was not entirely useless to him. That fellow Daoist Boqi in there seemed to be looking for so-called "Battle Arts."
But it looked as though Dog Sheng could use this, so he would leave it at that.
He casually tossed it back to Sheng Nian.
Then he turned his gaze to the other object.
It was black and gold, and icy cold in his hand.
On closer inspection, it was a bronze tiger, its left and right halves joined by interlocking clasps.
The little bronze tiger was less than three inches long, with ancient inscriptions inlaid in gold.
"Hm?" Song Yan looked intrigued. "An Immortal Dynasty Tiger Tally, of all things..."
Of course. This man had been the Yan Kingdom's supreme general. Was it not only natural that he possessed an Immortal Dynasty Tiger Tally?
In the days of the Immortal Dynasty of High Antiquity, a tiger tally could mobilize the dynasty's cultivator armies. It could well be called a weighty instrument of state.
Now that the Immortal Dynasty had long since fallen, this object was presumably useless.
Still, Song Yan was quite interested in antiques of this sort. He raised it toward Sheng Nian. "This one's mine."
Sheng Nian waved a hand with feigned impatience. "Treating scrap metal like a treasure. Take it, take it."
These seemed to be the only two objects here.
The two divided them up without the slightest intention of giving Wu Caidie