After much contemplation, he shook his head slightly.
"Forget it, forget it, if I were to steal, I'd go after the immortals. How could I, without shame, bully my juniors for just two Spiritual Treasures..."
Heaven's Secret Child covered his chest, repressing the pain, and pondered where to regain his face. Suddenly, his eyes lit up.
"After ascending to the Immortal Realm, I will recount in detail to the Iron Crown Immortal the deeds of those two. Given the fiery temper of that couple, there will surely be a good show!"
"Hehehe..."
Thinking of this, Heaven's Secret Child couldn't help but let out a strange laugh, and immediately tossed the Spiritual Treasures to the back of his mind.
...
Eastern Sea.
Tens of thousands of miles away, on a nameless small island.
The island was protected by hundreds of formations, not for attack or defense, but all designed to shield against divination.
In the center of the formations.
