Yun Yao sat calmly in front of the pond, occasionally glancing at her reflection in the water, or rather, the hairpin on her head, a smile constantly appearing at the corners of her mouth.
"Yes, I am also preparing for the Secret Realm..."
The two were already planning the matter of the Secret Realm and naturally had no secrets from each other.
Moreover, after last night, the relationship between the two became even closer.
"Brother Lin, when I was dealing with traitors within the Sect, I obtained a damaged ancient treasure and some refining manuals. Although its power is lost, with some repairs, it can become an unparalleled protective dharma treasure..."
When Yun Yao retrieved a set of heavy, dull armor from her Storage Bag, Lin Chang'an couldn't help but show a look of shock.
"An ancient treasure!"
