Taking a deep look at Yan Shuang'er who was sitting cross-legged, Gu Qing put away his thoughts. With a thought in his soul, he wanted to put the broken clover into the ancient storage ring.

However, a scene that disappointed him occurred.

No matter how much he urged it with his soul, the clover lying in his palm could never enter his body, let alone enter the ancient storage ring.

Unwilling to give in, he kept trying in the pit.

The tiger roared again and again, covering up his movement of the clover.

Gradually, he became disappointed and was about to give up this seemingly ridiculous plan.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he said secretly: "This grass cannot enter the body, so naturally it cannot enter the ancient storage ring. In this case, why don't I sacrifice the golden ant and then try to collect it."

Thinking of this, without a trace of hesitation, he sacrificed the golden ant with a thought in his soul.

As soon as the golden ant came out, it slowly turned in the palm of my hand.

The hand holding the dilapidated clover waved slightly, and his soul thoughts rolled around, urging it to rush towards the golden ants.

Phew, a green light flashed and the clover disappeared.
Chapter completed!