Li Xijun looked through the list again, his heart heavy. When he looked up at Li Qinghong, he saw that she had already reviewed the registry. Seated at the head, her mood was clearly grim as well.0

The restriction on Li Xuanfeng’s storage pouch had long been removed. Li Qinghong picked it up and looked toward Li Xuanxuan. The old man shook his head, so she could only rise and speak gently, “In accordance with the elder’s will, all belongings shall be confiscated.”0

She opened the storage pouch and poured its contents out with a rustle. Clearly, Li Xuanfeng had made thorough preparations before heading north. Much of his wealth had already been left to Li Yuanqin. The items now laid out mostly came from the Great Ning Palace. They were brilliant, dazzling, and varied, but possessed a weathered, ancient aura.1

Li Qinghong swept her spiritual sense across the table, immediately counting everything, and briefly froze.0

Seventeen Qi Cultivation Realm dharma artifacts, eleven Foundation Establishment...1