Yun chujiu was so angry that she kicked Xiao Hei’s book a few times. It sounded so easy. A thousand books? ! There was only one book in the entire Yun family of the sacred mountain. Where could she get it? !
Moreover, if she wanted to learn a spiritual chapter that was suitable for her, she would need four thousand ancient books that met the requirements. By the time she gathered all of them, grass would have grown on her grave!
Xiao Hei climbed out from under Yun Chujiu’s boots and impatiently flashed a string of words, “There must be many ancient books in the Feng clan’s remnant clan. Let’s go there and have a feast!”
Yun chujiu was so angry that she was twitching. She kicked Xiao Hei onto the wall, “Get lost! Get as far away as possible!”
She still wanted to go to the Feng clan’s remnant clan to have a feast? ! She could not wait for her death, could she? !