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"Of the three saint artifacts, one of them even reached the medium-grade saint artifact. Not bad!" Ling Yun licked his lips, and said softly. These three saint artifacts, forget about him, even those from the Sacred Grounds would most likely move once they heard of it.

"Three Saint artifacts!"

Ling'er and Qin Feng's jaws dropped as shock filled their faces. Although there was only a single rank 1 difference between a Class 6 artifact and a Class 5 Spirit Weapon, the difference was like a chasm. There was no way to compare the two.

After all, a saint artifact could be branded with dao runes. It had its own dao styles and possessed the power to destroy the heavens and earth.

If a Martial Emperor had a saint artifact, even a lower grade one would be able to challenge a Martial Saint.

They never thought that there would be three sacred artifacts here.

"Saint artifact, with our cultivation, it's simply impossible to subdue." The fervor in Ling'er's eyes slowly faded as she spoke of the difficult situation they were currently facing.

Hearing this, Qin Feng frowned as well. That's right, even if it was a masterless saint artifact, there was no way they would be able to get it in front of them.

"Don't worry. The spirits in these three saint artifacts are all asleep. As long as we don't disturb them, they'll be fine. We can seal them first and have them recognize us as masters in the future." A golden light flashed in Lingyun's eyes, ancient runes flowed, the dao flowed, and a strange aura appeared.

Even so, Ling'er and Qin Feng could only bitterly smile. It was extremely difficult to subdue a saint artifact. Although the artifact had no owner and could not display its full might, only ten to twenty percent of its full power, it was still enough to shatter them into pieces.

At the very least, one had to be a peak Martial King. Otherwise, the prideful saint artifact wouldn't even bother with them.

Unless, for example, the Crimson Feather Sword acknowledged him as its master.

However, this kind of good thing could be considered good luck if it happened once.

Moreover, the current Ling'er had yet to completely refine the Scarlet Feather Sword. She had only refined about sixty percent of it. This was her current limit.

"You can seal them?" Qin Feng was intrigued as he asked.

He really wasn't willing to let go of the three saint artifacts.

Such a treasure, who wouldn't want it to be kept in their pockets!

"Sure!" Ling Yun nodded, and frowned: "However, the spirits are too strong, I can only seal them for about half a year.

If you can't get its recognition within half a year, then you can only give up. "

"Half a year?" Qin Feng raised his brows as a cynical smile appeared on his face. He said with a smile, "They should be able to indulge themselves under this young master's charm!"

The corners of Ling Yun's and Ling'er's mouths twitched as black lines appeared all over their faces.

Seeing Ling Yun looking at his, Ling'er's beautiful eyes flickered. After hesitating for a moment, he smiled sweetly: "In half a year, I should be able to use the power of the Scarlet Feather Sword to suppress it with difficulty."

"Alright!" Ling Yun slightly nodded, and did not say anymore.

Violet spirit energy circulated around his body and gushed out from his body. A storm of spirit energy seemed to appear behind him.

His body slowly left the ground, stepping in the air.

Looking at the flowing Vajra Elixir, Ling Yun's eyes flashed with a hint of passion. He gently smiled and extended a hand, purple spirit energy circulating on it, and a mysterious aura appeared.

With a flash of purple light, a purple spirit pattern pen appeared in his hand.

The tip of the brush was soft and white fur. It was the hair of the Demon Dragon Cat that Lingyun had picked up in the cave at the Violet Bamboo Manor.

After obtaining that tuft of fur, Ziluo asked to go over and refine the spirit pattern pen for him.