"Treasure?" Yan Ye shook his head. "There's no treasure in this plane that I'm interested in."
With that, Yan Ye glanced at the Sky Rehmannia that could be considered a treasure in the eyes of Beiting Huang. It made Beiting Huang's hand, which was about to dig out the Sky Rehmannia with all her strength, froze in midair.
In the end, Beiting Huang still decided to choose between longevity and pride. On the contrary, she even urged Yan Ye, "Since you don't want anything, help me. Although you can't move all of this mountain range, at least help me dig out a few hundred stalks of Sky Rehmannia."