All the people in the city knelt down and worshiped, and the mountains shouted long live, just to ask for a little reward from the protagonist.
Xuan Xiaowu touched the exchange ring, his face full of confusion.
Isn't it just a little scrap from the mountain? As for such a big battle?
Thousands of miles away from the Immortal Mountain, the ancestor closed his eyes tightly, his breath was distantly sensing the spicy scent from the mortal world, and his whole body was filled with spiritual light.
The elder hurriedly stepped forward: "Ancestor, what great path have you discovered through enlightenment?"
The ancestor murmured to himself, with blazing eyes: "This sour and refreshing gluten contains three thousand avenues! Send the order quickly to collect the elixir treasures in exchange for more spicy strips!!"
In the mortal city, Xuan Xiaowu shook the packaging bag in his hand: "Isn't it just breaking the gluten? Why is the ancestor on the mountain so crazy?"
