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Just a moment ago, they were still gathering Golden Light Beads.
The next moment, they were back beneath the "Myriad Treasures Stele"!
The young members of the three tribes stood under the Myriad Treasures Stele, feeling that the ten days passed too quickly. It felt like no time had passed when the deadline for gathering Golden Light Beads arrived.
"Qian Feng, how many Golden Light Beads did you collect?"
"Bai Xiaoning, that's great, I gathered enough Golden Light Beads to exchange for that Spiritual Artifact I've been eyeing!"
"It's over, it's all over, I didn't manage to gather ten thousand Golden Light Beads. In the remaining twenty days, I can only cultivate in this outer area. The major opportunity behind this has nothing to do with me anymore!"
The young people standing under the Myriad Treasures Stele were discussing animatedly among themselves; there were those who asked aloud, those who were beyond excited, and those who were deeply dejected...