The Ugly White Flower

Jiang Yue caught the storage ring and immediately checked it using his divine sense.

'Exactly fifty thousand low-grade reincarnation stones.' Jiang Yue thought and directly transferred the reincarnation stones to his storage ring.

After that, he returned the opponent's storage ring and looked at the young man.

"Fellow Daoist, my stage is not a life and death arena." He reminded and the opponent sneered.

His eyes were filled with mockery but he didn't refute Jiang Yue.

Seeing this, Jiang Yue didn't continue to remind.

He just took out his pipa and retreated further from the opponent.

At the same time, the young man narrowed his eyes and a green appeared in his right hand.

'Profound rank whip made from the bark of the green snakeroot tree.' Jiang Yue couldn't help but gasp when he saw the opponent's weapon.

The green snakeroot tree wasn't rare or precious.