It seems that the original owner of Immortal Island had great fortune, collecting so many rare treasures.
"Master, I've chosen the Alchemy Furnaces."
Mo Canglan held two furnaces in his hands and came to the ninth floor. With a beaming smile on his face, it froze upon seeing the rare treasures arrayed on the wooden shelves. His mouth hung open in disbelief.
"Hey, little medicine maniac, snap out of it."
Wang Meng playfully reached out his hand, waving it in front of Mo Canglan's eyes.
"Cough, cough."
Mo Canglan coughed awkwardly, finally recovering from his extreme amazement.
"Have you chosen your Pill-refining Furnace?"
Lin Qingluo smiled, her eyebrows raised lightly.
"Yes."
Mo Canglan's ears reddened slightly.
Having seen all the treasures in the pagoda, it's time to go down."
Lin Qingluo waved her right hand, and all the rare treasures were collected into her Storage Ring.
"Let's go hunt some antelopes and have roast whole lamb tonight."