"Thank you, granny!" After Xia Pingan thanked her, he held the embroidery needle that the old woman had given him and walked along the stream towards the bamboo forest. As he walked, he examined the embroidery needle in his hand. This embroidery needle looked no different from an ordinary embroidery needle. It was ordinary, but Xia Pingan knew that it was definitely not an ordinary embroidery needle because the weight of this embroidery needle in his hand was at least ten thousand pounds.
What surprised Xia Ping 'an the most was that he could feel a trace of divine artifact aura from the Embroidery Needle. This made Xia Ping' an's heart beat faster. If it was a divine artifact, then he would be rich.
However…What was the use of this Embroidery Needle?
