The Skies Are Vast, My Path Rises
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"No need for further escort," Gu Lan waved off politely.
"Demon Emperor City has been most hospitable. I shall return if time permits!" With a smile, Gu Lan exited the deserted treasury, gesturing for the nine-tailed celestial fox to refrain from seeing him off.
Though the scars on the nine-tailed celestial fox's face had slowly faded, the wounds within his heart continued to bleed.
Just moments ago, Gu Lan, accompanied by Gu Xiaoqi, had ransacked nearly half of his treasury.
And that little beast, the lion cub, dared to feast upon the spiritual medicines and treasures within, deliberately choosing the most expensive items! Damn it, such gluttony from a young age. Where did it learn such behavior?
Even the thousand-year-old yellow pear wood used as door support had been gnawed on by the little rascal, leaving barely half of it intact.