"Are you eyeing something of mine?"
As Chen Xuan listened to Han Xuan, his mind instantly flashed to his Wujie Sword Physique, the Eight-Fold Pagoda, the Primeval immortal qi, the Primordial Fire, and other heaven-defying treasures. Which one of these could this Moshi possibly be coveting? Or perhaps, to a demon, the origin of the Demon Saint and the power of the Demon Path Saint Stigmata sealed deep within Chen Xuan’s body were also worth devouring.
Moshi still did not utter a word to express his intent, but Chen Xuan could tell that it wasn't out of disdain for speaking; it was simply his nature.
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