"Master didn't ask how Bai Wuji died?" The feelings Ling Dong mentioned should surprise Master, but she didn't seem surprised.

"He fell to death. You have mastered a rule of wind power. You must have killed him in mid-air, otherwise you would not be his opponent."

"He fell to death. He is in the cave below, where Mo Xue of the capital received a legacy."

"You gave it to her!"

"I don't use the sword, so I gave it to her. By the way, I brought something back to Master." Ling Dong said and took out the Wannian Han Jade Bed.

"Han Jade Bed?" Zuo Shidai finally looked at it in surprise.

"The Ten Thousand Years Cold Jade Bed can relieve Master's injuries." Ling Dong said with a smile.

"You don't want to inherit it, but you bring back this cold jade bed that can heal wounds?" Zuo Shidai said softly.

"The inheritance is of no use to me. It is the inheritance of the Divine Sword Sect."

"The Divine Sword Sect is already history. It was originally one of the strongest sects in Cangyu. It's a pity. This ten thousand year cold jade bed can recover most of my injuries."

"That's great, I'll give this cold jade bed to you as a tribute, and you can use it as a bed to sleep on from now on." Ling Dong chuckled.

"It's too luxurious. Okay, practice hard during this period and consolidate your strength. Don't underestimate Tianhua City. It's very likely that a monster from Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon will come out and trample you." Zuo Shidai said with a smile.

"Master, I'm not bragging. There are very few people who can defeat me." Ling Dong said confidently. Now he is indeed confident because he has the ability to add finishing touches.
Chapter completed!