Wei Yuan was still savoring the feeling of slashing the Imperial strange man with that sword. Unfortunately, at that time, Feng Tingyu's Black Qi had isolated all Divine Sense, and Wei Yuan hadn't expected the strange man's Magic Body to be so tough, almost comparable to an ordinary Spiritual Treasure.
If he had known this earlier, he wouldn't have aimed for the waist but instead the leg, at least to cut off a small piece of calf as a memento.
The best would have been to cut the neck, but Feng Tingyu's Dharma Image isolated his perception, so Wei Yuan feared he wouldn't strike accurately and chose to cut at the waist instead, but to no avail.
Now Wei Yuan could only look at the newly added over one thousand Heavenly Merit points, sighing helplessly.
"I picked up a treasure from that strange man earlier," Feng Tingyu said, handing something wrapped in oil paper to Wei Yuan.
