"Of course we'll strike while the iron is hot and keep moving forward."
Lin Xuan's eyes gleamed: "I estimate this cave mansion was definitely left by an absolute strongman from ancient times. It's impossible that it only contains so little; there must be other treasures elsewhere."
"Aren't you afraid of inciting the wrath of those forces by seizing like this, and being pursued?" Zhao Xue asked from the side.
"Not afraid."
Lin Xuan shrugged, smiling as he said, "So far, the forces I've robbed have all had grudges with me before."
"So even if I don't snatch, the relationship between us wouldn't change."
"If that's the case, why not seize more? As long as I become immensely powerful, why should I fear these clan forces?"
Lin Xuan was overflowing with confidence. He now had ample cultivation techniques and elixir recipes, only lacking resources.
If resources were ample, his cultivation would surely soar to the heavens. Who would fear whom then would yet to be determined.
