The preparation for the magic artifact conference wasn't short-lived, but it only lasted for one day, after all, its essence was to sell items.
The next day, people from the Mystical Sect began to leave the mountain one after another.
They carried a substantial amount of precious spiritual materials; although the scenery of Hua Mountain was beautiful, it couldn't deter the eager hearts ready to depart.
Some with Magic Veins and those from Sects had people waiting to pick them up at the foot of the mountain, and even those from side doors found acquaintances to accompany them.
The Mystical Sect was also part of the pugilistic world, and there were not a few evil Magicians who killed for loot.
"Take care, everyone."
Manager Wan's eyes were somewhat moist as he shook his head and chuckled, "When you get older, you just can't stand to see goodbyes."
