"Thank you, senior Qing Yi!"
On the stage, Zhu Yang took the box and opened it. He grinned from ear to ear.
He had earned big this time!
He put away the box and bowed respectfully to Qing Yi Daoist.
He only had 6000 HP, so he had to address Qing Yi Daoist as 'senior' out of respect.
Qing Yi Daoist put away the mirror, nodded at him, and smiled.
"There's still a dozen or so, is there anything that fellow Daoist has taken a fancy to?"
Zhu Yang looked at the crowd and shouted again.
The response below was a little cold.
An 8th tribulation Emperor artifact is really not that attractive. The reason why senior Qing Yi acted was just to prepare a gift for me.
"Eccentric yang, I don't think anyone wants it. How about this? I'll offer you some pills, and you can give them all to me. I've recently created quite a few more clones, about a dozen. I'm just in need of some treasures!"
A moment later, a xiuzhe spoke.
