Counting Items
Editor: Henyee Translations
The night wind was like a blood-stained sickle blade that carried a fishy smell as it wandered in every corner of the Sandstorm Stronghold.
Under the night sky, the entire Sandstorm Stronghold's ground was dyed red with blood, and the ground was covered with corpses.
Plop.
As the burly body of the Sandstorm Stronghold's chief fell, Xiao Shi picked up the item that the other party had dropped after his death. He threw it into his storage bag. Then, he began to pick up the dropped items near the many corpses around him.
There were only four bandits above Martial Entry-Level Seven in the Sandstorm Stronghold. The rest of the bandits were all below Martial Entry-Level Seven. In fact, even before Xiao Shi broke through to the ninth level of the Martial Entry-Level, with his strength at that time, he could still destroy this stronghold.