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Boom!
Following the dark current of the whirlpool and drifting down, when the surroundings brightened, Ye Zhen forcefully leaped out of the dark current and an underground river appeared before him.
On both sides of the river, dense and shimmering black blades of grass were present.
"Black Gold Grass?"
"My heavens, so much Black Gold Grass? If all of this were taken back, just with this alone, one would make a fortune. Ten stalks of Black Gold Grass can be exchanged for two thousand Sect contribution points—there must be tens of thousands of them here, right?"
Ye Zhen was the first one down, and closely following him were Han Shi and Ren Xihua, who were stunned by the black grass blades on either side of the dark river.
Overjoyed, Han Shi quickly stepped forward, intending to pick the Black Gold Grass.
"Senior Brother Han, come back!"
