In the shadow, Little Sword had already begun devouring the other two treasures Fang Chen bought.1

Fang Chen was holding the Binding Bell in his hand, examining it.0

"It would take dozens of days to refine such a high-grade treasure," pondered Fang Chen.0

He was planning to stay hidden in the shadows for the next couple of days. This wasn't the safest option he had, and it was the one that would attract the least trouble. Once he had the Demonic Suppression Wheel, he would let Little Sword devour it and see if it could advance to the third rank. If it couldn't advance and needed more, he could only feed it the Binding Bell.1

This time, he spent eleven thousand low-grade spirit stones, leaving him with only eighteen thousand he could use to bid for the Demonic Suppression Wheel.0

Suddenly, Fang Chen's eyes lit up and he took out Mirror of the...0