A year later, Hidden Spirit Island left the ruins of the Immortal World.
Looking at the 120,000 Xuan Huang Qi stored in the storage bag, Xu Fan's expression was alternately excited and somewhat regretful.
"Did I undervalue it?" Xu Fan said, rubbing his chin.
"My husband, you've done enough. I feel that the ruins of the Immortal World made all sacrifices for that saint, who couldn't break into the Immortal array," Zhang Weiyun suggested with a smile.
"Maybe we could squeeze out another 10,000 or 20,000 Xuan Huang Qi."
"Shall we go back and ask for more?" Zhang Weiyun proposed.
"I've agreed, there's no going back on my word." Xu Fan said, looking at the Immortal Tool holding the Xuan Huang Qi in his hand.
120,000 Xuan Huang Qi was enough for him to decipher the outermost runes of the system.
"But I feel that our sect being able to detect the ruins of the Immortal World certainly has a lot to do with my wife."
