"Alright! Let's loot the bodies! Oh no, let's loot the treasures!"
Qing Jun cheered, not minding the filth, expertly beginning to clear the battlefield.
This little girl seemed carefree, but she had an astounding talent for treasure hunting.
In no time.
"Wow! Senior sister! There are lots of Spirit Stones in this Storage Bag!"
"Hey? Although this Bone Saber is kind of ugly, it's really tough. We can take it back to sell for Spirit Stones!"
"This flag is disgusting... But senior sister said it's valuable, so let's take it!"
Qing Jun was like a busy little bee, stripping clean the relics left by the four Ten Thousand Puppet Sect cultivators, not even letting a few slightly Spiritual Qi-infused bones slip by.
While the junior sister joyfully gathered treasures,
the senior sister was secretly full of doubts.
"Strange, how did they know our location? We couldn't even trace the paths of our sect's fellows, yet they found us instead..."
She silently mused, her eyes turning cold.
