Seeing the smile, Zhen Yuan looked around with wary eyes.
Li Wenqiang, Yin Shi, and the others had received priceless treasures.
However, their treasures were useful to one person while Shen Xu's could be the trump card of a major sect.
After all, with the fusang tree, fire spiritual root cultivators could achieve ten times the result with one-tenth of the effort, while fires could not only advance but also raise their rank to some extent.
Considering this, the fusang tree was a strategic treasure, while others were personal treasures.
'This is going to be troublesome.' Zhen Yuan thought, but he wasn't worried.
After storing his gift, Shen Xu stepped aside but didn't leave the monument.
Instead, he stood aside, watching as Zhen Yuan placed his hand on the wishing stone.
A moment later, he sighed and shook his head with a resigned expression.
'As expected.' He thought.
Unlike other times, silver writing did not appear when Zhen Yuan touched the wishing stone.
