A Fight to the Death (3)
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Junze started. He just happened to be passing by and raised his eyes to find the large doors of every gold cultivation room wide open. Inside every door, a lonely, frail figure was busy working.
Xi Sinong looked steadily at Junze. "We don't have the combat powers of the others and cannot brew medicines to save lives. We only have these gold cultivated items which will be of some use. Please, you must deliver them to outside the institute gates. This time… I don't wish to flee anymore."
Junze was in a daze for quite some time before he finally recovered his senses. He smiled and prepared to leave. The students from the other rooms all came out and quickly passed him their gold cultivated items.
This was the only thing that a gold cultivator could do.
Junze dragged a huge bag of gold cultivated items quickly toward the institute's main gates.