Dang dang dang dang dang! Wei Yuan struck five consecutive times, each hammer blow releasing a puff of blue smoke, wasting all five Desolate Steel Arrowheads.
Wei Yuan briefly caught his breath, then stored the data recorded by his Divine Sense into his Sea of Consciousness, separating out dozens of Divine Thoughts to analyze and compare from different angles with the Fortune of the Power Witch.
Now Wei Yuan only had five Dao Power Fortunes left in his hands. If he couldn't find a method to substitute using the power of sacrifice, this big iron box would be a dead end, forcing him to turn to medium and small iron boxes. At that point, these ladies and lords might lose interest.
Wei Yuan hadn't come to the Wilderness to make money, but to step into the highest-end spiritual trading market in search of the Dao Sword.
