Qiao Mu expressionlessly squatted down and dug around in that heap of items.

  “Big liar,” she stated coldly.

  There were clearly ten spirit currency sacks on the ground, totalling to around three hundred thousand spirit currency.

  After collecting those three hundred thousand spirit currency, she proceeded to dig through the heap of items, putting away a portion of useful materials and satisfactory pills.

  In her eyes, however, most of it was just useful “garbage!”


  Most of those pills were high-rank mid-grade blue-veined pills, which was much inferior to those high-rank high-grade purple-veined pills she had.

  They were not of much use to her, hence Qiao Mu turned to look at the two men and one woman beside her.

  “Take this all away. Treat it as this person’s compensation to you,” the little lady deadpanned.

  The woman was stunned. She looked down at the large pile of items on the ground before looking back up at the little lady in a daze.

  Yet Miss Qiao turned her nose up at those items. The highest-ranked mystic weapon on the ground was merely level eight.

  While the lowest-ranked out of the mystic weapons that the giant ape had presented to her last time was level 12. How could this garbage catch her fancy…


  “I am Bai Xia from Siyuan Planet. This is my younger brother Bai Zhe, also my fiancé Ji Feng.” The woman cupped her hands toward her. “Little Miss, there is too much here. How about you take some more?”


  Qiao Mu shook her head. “You take it. Even though it’s garbage and not of much use, it shouldn’t go to waste.”


  At this, the three people looked at each other in dismay. It was still that Bai Xia who cupped her hands toward Qiao Mu and inquired, “From where might Miss be from?”


  “Qiao Mu from Sikong Planet.” She nodded faintly toward that woman before turning around to descend from the stage.

  The spectators had long scattered like birds and beasts, with not a single one left behind.

  Siyuan Planet’s Bai Xia gazed dumbly at Qiao Mu as she kept pondering over the latter’s words.

  “Quickly put them away.” Qiao Mu pointed at the ground before stomping the railing around the stage.

  With a stomp, she kicked off a half-dead zombie struggling to climb upwards. She then vigorously rubbed the sole of her cyan embroidered shoes back and forth against the ground in distaste.

  Afterwards, Qiao Mu walked to the side in a huff and changed into a new pair of shoes that she took out from her inner world. Only then did her feet feel at ease.