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"All of them."
Lin Yuan nodded.
The most significant meaning of the Ancestral Sorcerer Level Cultivation Skill for him was not for cultivation, but to glimpse into the essence of cultivation in this world based on its principles.
If we were to talk about strength, Lin Yuan, who had only descended into this world for slightly more than twenty years, had already surpassed all past Ancestral Sorcerers.
"Very well."
The hunched old man respectfully turned and left.
A moment later,
he brought in a box.
"My lord, all eight Ancestral Sorcerer Level Cultivation Skills are inside here."
The hunched old man, using a specific technique, opened the box, which neatly contained a stack of booklets.
Without the specific technique, even if someone else acquired the box, it would be useless, as forcing it open would only trigger the self-destruct mechanism inside.
"How many witch crystals?"
Lin Yuan glanced at it and casually asked.
