It was time to settle the score!

Zi Yin and the others opened their eyes when they heard her. With Qin shaozhong around, even if they were cultivating, they didn't dare to let down their guard and remained vigilant.

"Let me see if there's any more adamantine and Mithril to make something." Ling Chuxi did not give up and continued to flip through the pile of miscellaneous items.

"I have some here." Zi Yin did not ask her what she wanted to refine. She took out the drifting gold sand she had found in the ethereal inner realm and handed it to Ling Chuxi.

"Let me use it first, I'll return it to you in the future." Ling Chuxi did not stand on ceremony with her and accepted it with a wave of her hand.

"It doesn't matter, just take it and use it." Zi Yin said.

"Is there any more?" Ling Chuxi did some calculations. The quality of Zi Yin's drifting gold sand was not high to begin with, and the amount was not much either. It was not even enough to refine an array disc.