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The Crow Immortal was quite sensible.
It turned over all the ill-gotten wealth it had obtained in White Marsh.
One had to admit, the amount was astonishing.
It was far more than what Little Bai Qi and Little Luminous Dragon had cleverly snatched from the treasuries of the two great Heavenly Peaks.
Zhu Minglang sat in that broken temple, watching through the eaves that revealed the sky as White Marsh Crows, like diligent bees, brought back the nectar they had collected outside. Some held jade ornaments in their beaks, some grasped ancient armor, and others brought gleaming bronze...
The quality of these gold and silver treasures was quite high.
After all, those who ventured into White Domain were at least of Quasi-god Level. Over the ages, countless quasi-gods and beings greater than gods have stepped into this place, only to be buried within the White Domain. The magic artifacts, treasures, and celestial items they left behind couldn't possibly be inferior.
