The Literary Star Hall in the Sky Martial Court.
After two days of meditating on the Heavenly Writing, Lu Zhou had fully replenished his extraordinary power.
Following that, he decided it was best to cultivate. Now that his cultivation base had reached this stage, he could not always rely on buying an avatar.
He opened the system interface and took a look at the Myriad Supreme. However, when he checked the price, he only saw a row of question marks.
"..."
He had already obtained the Thousand Realms Whirling, but he still could not see the price of the Myriad Supreme? Was there such a huge gap between the two?
"Pavilion Master!" Meng Changdong called out anxiously as he hurriedly walked into the hall, holding a piece of cloth that held a formation and few talismans.
"What's the matter?" Lu Zhou asked.
"Something has happened to Mister Seventh," Meng Changdong replied as he unfolded the cloth and lit the talismans up.
