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In a certain room in the inn.
A woman with heavy makeup and a pair of large, almond-shaped eyes sat at the table. She rested her chin on one hand and played with a small Jade Mirror with the other.
"Why can't I use this treasure?"
The fake miss Rongrong carefully examined the fragment of the book of the nether world. It looked ordinary at first glance, but as the only successor of the Steal sect, she had a keen intuition for treasures.
Searching for treasures was the innate skill of the Steal sect's disciples.
There were many strange patterns on the surface of the mirror. There were boxes, silver notes, military crossbows, silver ingots ... With her many years of 'treasure hunting' experience, she quickly guessed, "
This was a magical treasure that recognized its master by blood and had its own storage function.
