Two diamond-shaped bones and a feather.
There was a red glow on each of them, as though they belonged to the same source. They gave off extraordinary auras, but it was a pity that it had nothing to do with sturdiness. It was more about the augmentation of spells and speed.
"I wonder how many spirit stones I can sell them for."
"There's also my white pills. I've accumulated another thousand…" Xu Qing counted his assets and walked out of the magic boat to the breakfast stall he visited every day.
The boss of the restaurant was a middle-aged man with no cultivation. He was an ordinary resident of the main city and looked honest. When he saw Xu Qing, he grinned.
