"Rest assured, there will never come such a day."
Ning Daoran said, with a calm and breezy demeanor, "Should such a day truly arrive, you need not accompany me into death. If my fate is sealed, I would rather you live well—either retreating into the mountains to enjoy the rest of your lives or dominating a corner of the Cultivation World. There's no need for you to die with me."
"Hoo-hoo~~~"
Big Stupid Deer let out a cry but said nothing.
Ning Daoran began doing things step by step.
He removed the Sumeru Heavenly Cave and Storage Ring, Storage Bag, and other items from the waist of True Monarch Gui Cang, then turned his gaze toward the corpses of the two snow wolves, contemplating for a long time whether or not to extract the Demon Cores.
Ultimately, he decided to let it go—he did not lack them.
