While Li Yuanjiao and Li Qinghong conversed, another elderly man approached from below. With a confident expression, he cupped his fist to the three Li Family members and extended his spiritual sense into the delicate black brocade bag. With that, the contents within it finally spilled onto the ground.0

Old Man Ding was taken aback.0

"I thought it was protected by a shamanic spell!" he exclaimed.0

Li Xuanxuan handed over a bag of Spirit Paddies and two clan soldiers promptly escorted the elder away.0

Li Qinghong frowned, remarking, "That rogue cultivator's eldest son has attempted to reach the Qi Cultivation Realm with unrefined qi twice, but both attempts ended in failure. He's now pinning his hopes on a single pill."0

Meanwhile, Li Yuanjiao had sorted through numerous items, setting aside the devil cultivator's cultivation...0