Fang Ling waved his hand, releasing the binding ropes from Dou Qin.

Regaining her freedom, Dou Qin let out a sigh of relief and quickly put on her boots and socks.@@novelbin@@

Fang Ling watched her silently, astonished by her cultivation level.

Three years ago, she was only in the Phecda Realm, but now she had soared to the Great Perfection of the Megrez Realm!

Such a significant breakthrough in just three years meant she must have encountered a considerable opportunity.

This was why he had directly taken off her boots earlier, focused solely on treasure hunting.

Knowing they were not on the same path, he didn't say much and immediately turned to leave the wooden hut.

The Mu Clan tribe was a medium-sized tribe with over 200,000 people. Fang Ling carefully searched near the altar and quickly found their treasure vault.

The vault was filled with a large number of spirit stones, Soul-Nourishing Tea stored by the Mu Clan tribe, and other rare treasures.

He was actually quite interested in witchcraft, but unfortunately, he had no opportunity to learn it.

Unlike Divine Powers, which could be inscribed on jade slips or other carriers, witchcraft could only be passed down orally from generation to generation.

This was why the lineage of ancient witchcraft practitioners was almost extinct in the current cultivation world.

On the other side, Dou Qin walked along the road with a solemn expression.

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