This dragon rising into clouds and mist, so lifelike, as if it was about to come to life.
"Brother Xu, this is indeed the Ying Dragon Pill I've been searching for," Hao Chen said from the side.
"This pill is refined from dragon saliva, and Brother Xu knows that the Dragon Clan is now extinct, these pills are used one less each time.
I'm currently at a cultivation bottleneck and need it to try to advance further."
Xu Zimei glanced at the pill, which was indeed a good one to others; unfortunately, it was now of no use to him since he had reached the Divine Vein Realm.
Besides, he never lacked for dragons.
"Take it," Xu Zimei tossed the pill over.
"If Brother Xu has any orders in the future, just come to Vast Immortal Sect to find me," Hao Chen bowed slightly and then finally turned and left.
Then Xu Zimei picked up the third orb and discovered a book inside.
On its light blue cover were the five big characters "The Dream of Three Thousand Years."
