"I have some dark stuff to deal with."
Lu Xuan said indifferently.
"Let's talk elsewhere, please follow me," the rotund and down-to-earth old man said, leading Lu Xuan into the third floor of Wanbao Building with a smile in his eyes.
A tranquil and refined chamber, with a strand of dark yellow incense, fills the air with a scent that brings peace to the mind.
A cultivator from the Wanbao Building serves the spiritual fruit and spiritual tea, then discreetly leaves.
"I eliminated a few evil cultivators and got some strange materials from them. I have no use for them, so I thought I'd use them in exchange for resources at Wanbao Building."
Lu Xuan took out two strangely shaped spiritual plants from his storage bag while taking.
One was a huge mushroom made of stone-like substance, with strange patterns on the surface, which at first glance looked like a bizarre face.
