Knowing that the black tiger understood his words, Han Muye spoke loudly.
The black tiger was reluctant to part with the True Spirit Bone, but it only whimpered a few times before agreeing.
So what if he didn't agree?
The Golden Crow Divine Flame that Han Muye had displayed when he was refining the sword and cauldron made it tremble.
Seeing that Black Tiger had agreed, Han Muye carried the basket in satisfaction and turned around. "If there are precious spirit herbs, I want them too."
With that, he picked up the Black Abyss Sword and strode out of the cave.
The alchemy cauldron was left behind to avoid arousing suspicion among the clan members.
Cultivation techniques and swords were easy to deal with. Where did such a huge cauldron come from? How could he explain it?
Although the people of the Han Mountain Clan were simple and honest, they were not fools.
