How lucky we are

At that moment, she saw that beside Yi Feng's feet, in the mud, was a small iron shovel stuck in the ground.

"This iron shovel is..."

Li Jiaxin suppressed the astonishment in her heart, her gaze fixed firmly on the shovel. At first glance, she did not notice anything unusual about it, but on closer inspection she was shocked to find that it emitted an aura that even affected her mindset. Most strikingly, there was a trace of the power of the Great Dao flickering over it.

Could this be a treasure...no, a holy artifact?

At the same time, Xu Mo Zhu, who was beside her, also saw this scene, his face equally filled with incredulity.

Although his strength was perhaps slightly lower than Li Jiaxin's, he was still a great elder of Xuyi Sect, so his experience was by no means shallow.

He clearly also recognized that the small iron shovel seemed to be a holy artifact.

But just then, another object inadvertently caught their attention.

It was a sickle, casually placed in a bamboo basket beside the boulder. Just the corner of it happened to be peeking out, catching both of their eyes.

Sss!

The two instinctively exchanged a glance.

They could tell from each other's expressions the intense shock they both felt. Unbelievably, this was another treasure that gave off the same aura as the small shovel!

Holy artifacts that someone could casually take out?

The two of them felt like they were dreaming.

"Have you ever seen anyone below the level of a Martial Saint able to casually take out two holy artifacts?" Xu Mo Zhu blurted out.

"No, never seen it before."

Li Jiaxin replied, her body trembling slightly. One such treasure would already be heaven-sent, let alone two.

"Then wouldn't it be..." Xu Mo Zhu spoke hesitantly.

Before Xu Mo Zhu could finish, Li Jiaxin immediately followed up: "A Martial Saint powerhouse?"

As their words dropped, both of their hearts shuddered slightly.

It turned out their previous guess of Yi Feng's level being at the Martial Venerable realm was mistaken. This young man was even stronger than they had imagined.

Thinking of this, Li Jiaxin was filled with wild joy. She also felt fortunate for her decision to gift the Spatial Ring.

She had been worried before, wondering if giving such a treasure to someone like Yi Feng was too wasteful. But now it seemed completely worthwhile!

"Since Miss Li has gifted me this ring, I, Yi Feng, will surely become friends with you." Yi Feng opened the storage ring and directly put all the beast corpses into it, completely satisfied as he spoke to Li Jiaxin.

Hearing this, Li Jiaxin could hardly calm the excitement in her heart.

This was exactly what she wanted to hear!

Xu Mo Zhu also looked towards Li Jiaxin. After finding out Yi Feng was likely a Martial Saint powerhouse, he no longer dared to say the ring she gave away was not worth it. On the contrary, he was filled with envy.

Envying the Li family for gaining another powerful backer.

Of course, he, Xu Mo Zhu, did not have such a treasure to take out. Otherwise, he would certainly also present one to this gentleman.

The favor of someone so powerful was far more precious than any material object!

After some more small talk, Xu Mo Zhu and Li Jiaxin took their leave.

"Tsk tsk, congratulations to the Li family!" On the way, Xu Mo Zhu's words still contained sour tones. As expected of the Li family, such decisiveness was not something ordinary people could match, no wonder they were able to become so prominent.

The pity was that he, Xu Mo Zhu, did not have any outstanding treasures on hand!

Moreover, even if he did have good treasures, presenting them after the fact probably would not have the same effect!

Li Jiaxin was extremely pleased with Xu Mo Zhu's congratulations, also feeling somewhat satisfied with her own decisiveness in taking out the Spatial Ring earlier.

Without being so decisive, who knows if it would have had such a great effect!

"Alright, let's quickly go find people!" Li Jiaxin said.

"Right, right, I almost forgot about Li Renhao. She won't be in any danger right?" Xu Mo Zhu suddenly recalled his precious disciple was still not safe, breaking out in a cold sweat.

"She probably won't be in any danger now." Li Jiaxin frowned and said: "From my observation, all the demonic beasts in this large mountain range, from small to large, including the Demon King, were all used by that gentleman as wild game."

"That makes sense." Xu Mo Zhu finally breathed a sigh of relief. In the nearby mountain range, other than some young demons not yet able to take physical form, there really were no other demonic beasts left. And those little demons could easily be dealt with by Li Renhao's abilities.

Sure enough, it wasn't long before the two caught sight of Li Renhao meditating by a cliff edge up ahead.

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