Strange Imitation Mirror.
An imitation Immortal Slashing Flying Knife had been produced. It was only of Lower Emperor-grade. In Ye Yun's eyes, it was no different from trash, so he casually gifted it to the old woman in blood-red clothes. Although Ye Yun did not regard it highly, such an Emperor artifact was an unrivaled treasure to a Supreme Sect. Ye Yun was very clear about this.
"You should quickly refine it. With this grand formation for protection, no one will dare to cause trouble in Blood Spirit Tian anymore," Ye Yun smiled lightly and walked out, holding Little Seven's hand.
"Senior, where are you going?" the old woman in blood-red clothes asked hurriedly, shocked back to her senses.
"Going to stroll around Flying Immortal City…" Ye Yun smiled and suddenly levitated, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
