Xunyi seemed to feel that he was losing face, and he glared and said, "What are you humiliating? I don't dare to tell you if there are too many, and I will take out thousands of top-quality silks when I tell you to!"

What he said was even more meaningless. Everyone believed that Zixiao Palace could produce thousands of top-quality silks. Such bragging was an out-and-out childish behavior. Xunyi did this just to lay a foreshadowing and suppress it.

With a sullen look, if he can find an opportunity next, he can use this as an excuse to increase the price of top-grade silk and Mo Hui. He would be least worried about ruining top-quality silk.

In everyone's opinion, in this battle, there is no doubt that Zixiao Palace was cheated. Although the losses were not as much as what the Wuzhen Sect lost the day before, one hundred and fifty top-quality silks were enough to make Zixiao Palace feel distressed for a while.

Already.

Those who wanted to watch the fun were definitely disappointed with the quick end of this contest, but the second fun soon came.

The last treasure that was brought up was a dusty thing the size of a copper basin. It was placed in a simple wooden box. It looked like a big ball of dirty tattered cotton wool, and

It is extremely fluffy, and gray-black mist can be vaguely seen floating in the uneven pores.

This box was brought up by Quan Mao himself. Before opening the box, he solemnly reminded people with cultivation levels below the middle stage of Nascent Soul not to try to use their spiritual consciousness to detect this treasure called the Soul Nest.

Hearing the name "Soul Nest", Zhixia immediately and seriously told Xunyi and Yuehong not to use their spiritual sense to investigate. Of course, Yuehong did not dare to make mistakes, and Xunyi had never been a very curious person.
Chapter completed!