Chapter 283: That Damn Sense of Wealthiness

Shi Chun, like An Wuzhi, had his other hand ready, grabbing the faint silver-blue flame as it fully emerged.

Everyone watched expectantly at their feet, and the result did not disappoint them; the fifth flame really did appear.

It emerged weakly and in a struggling manner, unable to speed up after breaking free, which made Shi Chun wonder if it had anything to do with the numerous "Demon Dispel Hands" he had employed against it.

It gave the impression that these frail Divine Fires had but one purpose: to escape the body of the Ice Jiao, oblivious to the presence of the onlookers, either unaware or indifferent.

Once the fifth flame floated out, An Wuzhi controlled the gathered Divine Fire in one hand and reached out to grab another.

Those who had been tricked by him several times couldn't help but give him a few extra glances, their eyes seeming to speak, conveying a message like, "You like Divine Fire so much, right? Now that you've grabbed three in one go, are you satisfied?"