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"Could it be yours?"

Lu Fan looked at Zhao Xu and said.

Zhao Xu said coldly, "Idiot warrior. This was the Qi Cultivator's cauldron. "You martial artists that don't even have origin energy, what use do you have for a cauldron? Give it to me."

Zhao Xu stretched out his hand towards Lu Fan. Although his body was still stained with blood, his tone was already filled with arrogance