"Taoist Qi, since you came to see me today, I assume you have some good news to share with this old man?" Zhao Sheng could tell that good news was imminent as soon as this demon sought him out, so he teased with elation.
Qi Wu Yan rubbed the corner of his nose, speaking with respect and envy, "You truly have divine foresight, Elder. The other day, I pleaded with the ancestral elder in the clan, and finally persuaded him to make an exception, allowing me to bring two treasures to you. These two treasures might just resolve a crisis for you!"
Hmm?
Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng was both surprised and delighted. He decisively released his will field, blocking out the surrounding view before looking sharply at his counterpart.
Qi Wu Yan witnessed this and slightly opened his mouth, spitting out two exquisite trinkets: one was a small green and translucent horn with a diameter of three inches, and the other was an oval-shaped white scale.
