It pointed and looked around, its tone as calm as still water.
"You fought so fiercely that this area for dozens of miles has been reduced to scorched earth. What treasure could withstand your destruction...?"
Ye Ran said awkwardly, "That's hard to say...maybe some things are hidden very well..."
"Ye Ran, have you forgotten whose ability I inherited? Are there any treasures here? Do you think you can escape my nose...?"
Duobao looked at Ye Ran, shook his head helplessly, and his eyes were filled with despair.
"Let me just give you a break..."
As he spoke,
He closed his eyes, circulated his spiritual energy, and strands of golden light emanated from his body.
This is precisely a unique talent in the original lineage of Daoist Duobao—the art of treasure hunting.
Duobao took a deep breath, seemingly trying to detect some subtle scent.
At first, he looked dejected, but as the search area expanded, Duobao suddenly raised an eyebrow.
His eyes snapped open, gleaming with surprise: "No, there is! There really is something!!"
Like a hunting dog that has found its prey, he charged suddenly toward the deepest ruins of the Taifo Temple.
Wang Xianghe and Ye Ran exchanged a glance and followed.
Duobao stopped beside a pile of ruins.
He stared at the ground, lost in thought for a long time.
Then he turned to Ye Ran and said excitedly:
"Here...here lies a treasure, a super big treasure, it gives me the feeling..."
Duobao pondered for a moment, then pointed to the Zhuxian Sword in Ye Ran's hand:
"It feels just as good as it!!"
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