Lu Zijia kept holding the useful things in her hands as she destroyed the broken things on Old Weird Taoist's body.
According to the memories she saw while searching his soul, Old Weird Taoist had collected a lot of precious good stuff through many unscrupulous means these years. Unfortunately, basically all of them were left in the Maoshan Sect.
Two minutes later, three things appeared in Lu Zijia's hands. The clothes on Old Weird Taoist, who was still unconscious, were very messy, as if he had been raped.
This made everyone present speechless and frustrated.
Lu Zijia didn't notice the strange gaze of everyone present. At this moment, she was completely immersed in joy.
She wasn't confident that she would be able to break through to the second level of Qi practicing during the coming two weeks that she was about to shut herself in.
