As Fike listened to Eddie Moss' passionate speech, he could not help but feel a trace of respect for this youth from 3,000 years in the past.
The man had isolated himself here for five years, focusing solely on creating so many inventions that way surpassed his era.
His talent was clearly on display.
Looking at the blue-haired youth, Fike asked.
"Eddie Moss, are you an immortal cultivator?"
The youth shook his head.
"If I was an immortal cultivator, my design's progress wouldn't be so slow! Could it be that you two are immortal cultivators, though?"
Xiao Zhao answered.
"That's right! We are immortal cultivators. I'm from the East Immortal Sect. This guy is supposedly a wanderer cultivator!"
Eddie Moss' eyes lit up as he heard this.
"Then you must be very strong! Right, can you help me?"
As he spoke, he took out a wooden stick inlaid with magical stones from his back.
