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"There are actually so many refined metals!"
An Jing couldn't help but smile at the gains he had scraped together from the entire Heaven's Pavilion Hall.
In fact, the amount of metal in the grand hall was surprisingly abundant, calculated in thousands of pounds. However, due to its ancient age, most of the external layer of the Five Metals had corroded, and there wasn't much material suitable for cultivation uses.
Furthermore, the Five Metals were exceptionally sturdy. If he hadn't advanced his Inner Breath and had the aid of the Fiend Sword, he probably wouldn't have had the ability to organize these metal items neatly.
"Mm."
The Sword Spirit was quite satisfied, "Although it's not much, with my 'Sword Fiend,' it's completely sufficient to lay down your foundation."
Hearing this, An Jing's mind became clear, and he immediately knew what he should do at this moment.
