The Famed Sword of Ultimate Unity

"Little Yu, we're Rich!"

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes suddenly opened, frightening Yu Zhiwen, who was hugging her knees and sizing up the youth in front of her.

Her body trembled, and even the spiritual sword with the skewer of roasted meat in her hand directly flew into the sky.

"Shoo!"

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes were sharp and his hands were quick. A spirit thread shot out from his wrist and pulled the spiritual sword into his hand.

"What, what's wrong?"

Yu Zhiwen's pretty face was burning. Her eyes blinked and she spoke incoherently.

She felt like a child who had done something wrong had been discovered. She felt like she was sitting on pins and needles in this narrow cave.

"We're rich!"

Xu Xiaoshou cried out excitedly again.

He would not go so far as to reveal the entire map that he had found in the white bead while he was in Yuan Mansion. However, at this moment, he really needed someone to share his happiness with.