Qin Ming raised a hand and drew all of White Bone True Man's belongings into his Storage Bag.
To be honest, killing this ancient old monster from the primordial era left him feeling somewhat exhilarated.
Had it been in the past, during White Bone True Man's prime, even if the two envoys from Li Fire Palace possessed fourth-rank talisman treasures, they might not have been able to seriously injure him.
Fortunately, White Bone True Man had switched to cultivating Ghost Dao, and Qin Ming's natal magic treasure happened to restrain him greatly, allowing Qin Ming to pick up an enormous bargain.
"This old bastard is finally dead."
"Still, his stare was really frightening."
"Master struck it rich this time. That bone sword was anything but ordinary—I'd wager its origins are no small matter."
The Devouring Sky Rat, Mystic Water Crocodile, and Silver-Winged Frost Bee returned to Qin Ming's side.
Qin Ming retrieved the Wood Sovereign Nails, then erased all traces in the surrounding area.
He then took his Spirit Pets and swiftly flew away.
Half a day later.
Qin Ming contacted Wei Wuyai and the others through a Message Talisman and learned that they were all recuperating in Profound Stream Valley.
After pondering it for a moment, he decided to meet with them after all. Otherwise, it would seem somewhat suspicious.
By the time Qin Ming arrived, Old Ancestor Qingxuan, Wei Wuyai, and the others had already been waiting for a long while.
"Hehe! Fellow Daoist Qin has arrived."
Qin Ming walked over, exchanged a few pleasantries with them, and greeted them.
After this incident, Qin Ming's standing in the eyes of the ancestors of the major sects from the three kingdoms had soared dramatically.
If he had not rushed over to rescue them this time, it was hard to