The few boxes of crystals, magical equipment, and marvelous weapons were piled up like a glittering hill. Illuminated by the torches as thick as arms, they were shining like diamonds.
Such a hill of treasures would be divided evenly between two hundred barbarian Cultivators, who would be offered even higher reward if they won a few competitions in the Hundred Victories Great Arena!
Li Yao already heard a lot of his fellows drooling.
Although they were adept at hiding what was on their mind, and they had been dominators of this rough land, they had never heard of, much less seen, most of the glamorous treasures and pure crystals from the central plateaus.
Li Yao observed coldly. Even Meng Duo and Gu Siduo, two old foxes, were rolling their eyes and breathing heavily. Red stripes were crawling from their neck to their ears. It was obvious that they had been hooked by the treasures.
