The next night.
The stars were sparse, and the moon was cool as water.
Beimang Mountain, Wangren Town.
Whoo... Whoo... Whoo...
As a small black hole suddenly appeared and rapidly expanded into a towering gateway forged from pitch-black iron, a pair of teenagers, hand in hand, stepped out.
Following closely was "Mr. One-Eyed," holding a dazzling array of colorful gift boxes.
Treasures from the Great Zhou Era, gold, silver, copper, top-quality Yaozhi spirit grass, and the finest Chimaexia produced by the East Sea Merfolk.
These were treasures that even the Earth Scholar couldn't find in the Beimang Mountain Tomb, despite having stolen from there countless times over dynasties.
Among them, a top-grade "Purple Pattern Peach" that was hard to find anywhere in the mortal world was the most precious.
The mere waft of its exotic fragrance was enough to revive several withered and yellow grasses at their feet, clearly reinvigorated by a substantial nourishment.
