Looking at the rogue cultivator lying on the ground with his eyes wide open in death, and listening to the fierce sounds of combat outside, Xu Feng first removed the storage bag from the dead man's waist, then took out a few minor fireball talismans, intending to destroy the corpse and eliminate all evidence so that he could keep the spoils all to himself.
To his surprise, however, even after the minor fireball talisman burned the rogue cultivator's body into ashes, the black dharma robe the man was wearing remained completely untouched, still looking as good as new.
Seeing this, Xu Feng's eyes lit up. He squatted down, picked up the scattered dharma robe from the ground, shook off the ashes, and stroked it repeatedly with his hands while marveling to himself:
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