Ao Guang suddenly took out a small cauldron with a toad mouth shape and offered it with both hands.
"Brother Cangqi, dear brother, I really have a magic weapon here, which will definitely help you cultivate immortality."
A sly smile flashed in Xia Cangqi's eyes, and he took Ao Guang's small tripod. The small tripod's bronze skin, pitted appearance, and a few rough lines did not look like a magic weapon at all, especially the small tripod with its open mouth and the smell of ancient copper. It also smelled of filth when he put it close to his nose. Xia Cangqi wondered if this was a chamber pot that Ao Guang, the bastard, had used for tens of thousands of years and gave it to him as a treasure.
"Brother Ao Guang, please tell me what kind of magic weapon this is. I think this magic weapon looks like a chamber pot. Don't tell me. This magic weapon was specially prepared for me because I was afraid that my road to immortality would be long and I would have no place to pee!"
"Haha, brother, this is the Ambergris Cauldron. In the Dharma Ending Age, the spiritual energy is thin and the laws of the Wind Shadow Continent are incomplete. It is not easy to cultivate immortality. This tripod needs to cooperate with my set of dual cultivation methods. With this kind of elixir, brother, your practice will surely make rapid progress!"
