Three hundred ninety, Beryl Fish

The next moment, Luo Shu's eyes widened in shock as she saw the Flame Snake enter the Formation and the six Nascent Soul Cultivators instantly turned into flying ash, vanishing without a trace.

Snapping back to reality, a radiant smile appeared on Luo Shu's face. The Flame Snake truly was an essential item for home travels and a must-have for killing people and erasing evidence!

The Flame Snake flew back into Luo Shu's hand, and she simultaneously caught the six Storage Rings.

"This Fire is so powerful!" Yun Han exclaimed, having been taken aback by the might of the fire just now.

Luo Shu offered the rings to Yun Han, "Pick two." She finally understood why so many people enjoyed robbery.

"This is the fruit of your labor," Yun Han said with a smile, shaking his head. He hadn't lifted a finger this time, how could he brazenly share their spoils?