"Alright, many thanks to Master Wu!" After Wan Wu Feng finished speaking, he took the pill and ate it. He quickly felt a warmth spread through his body as the wounded areas on his body started to ache as the pained lessened. He repeatedly nodded his head in joy.
Wu Lin sat down as the Armament Master Guild stood up, and presented Wan Wu Feng a Spirit Weapon.
This Spirit Weapon was rare, but for someone like Wan Wu Feng, it was not as enticing as an Emperor Pill. As a result, he merely looked at it twice before getting the Imperial Attendants to keep it away.
After that, the Beast Tamer Master Guild, Spirit Master Guild and the other large clans all gave their different gifts that really opened Sima You Yue's eyes.
However, looking at these kind of gifts more than once was quite meaningless. This segment of display of presents had practically turned into fierce competition of powers. Whoever's gift was the most precious or special would give that party a huge amount of face.
