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Commotion In The Yellow River Inn

After eating his breakfast, Wushu Shengli tidied up his plates and used his spiritual qi to get rid of the oily stains on his mouth.

Stacking up his plates on the food tray and placing his chopsticks on the side, he no longer cared about it since the staff of the Yellow River Inn would take care of it.

‘There is still a day before the ancient ruins open. Tomorrow, the competition for the treasures in the ancient ruins would be lively and the number of deaths and casualties might be in the three or even four digits.’

‘I don’t care much about whoever died on the ancient ruins as long as I can get the treasures that I wanted and needed. Although, it would be a loss for the Transcendence Sect if most of the core disciples that participated had died so I might as well help them if I could.’

Since his master was the sect master of the Transcendence Sect, Wushu Shengli still felt obligated to help the disciples of the sect.

But if he couldn’t help them, then he won’t, especially if it will h