Duanmu Xinger shook the shiny ruby in front of her eyes a few times before happily tucking it into her pocket.
The ruby is quite valuable, so naturally it can't be thrown into a burlap sack like gold or silver.
"There must be other treasures here, I can smell them!" Duanmu Xinger sniffed her cute little nose and said seriously.
Then, she bent down and started rummaging through the ruins.
Soon, she found a gem, and then pulled out a damaged ancient weapon from the ruins.
Her whole being was almost blooming with joy.
Although he thought Duanmu Xinger was a bit of an oddball, Wang Dadong couldn't help but feel a little envious of her.
Living a simple life, seemingly without any worries, as long as there are treasures, she will be very happy.
Generally speaking, when one's cultivation reaches the Hermit-level or even the Saint Realm, they don't care much about money and such things.
They only want to pursue the peak of the Martial Way.
