Divine Realm, Hundred Thousand Mountains.
On the island, Xiao Changtian waved his hand at them after he heard the words of the Spiritual Pearl Elder.
"This isn't anything valuable, it's just a broken umbrella."
"If you want, I can make a hundred or eighty for you!"
Broken umbrella? 180?
Hearing Xiao Changtian's words, the Spiritual Pearl Elder and the others felt bitter.
With just the umbrella in his hand, no divine weapon in the righteous path alliance could compare to it.
This senior even said that he could make 180 of them.
If the righteous path alliance had these divine weapons, they would not have been suppressed by the evil race in the past few years.
However, now that he had a senior, everything was different.
At this moment, Xiao Changtian's voice was heard again.
"Old man, just take it. You never know when you might need it."
While speaking, Xiao Changtian also walked to his own pharmacy and said to the Great Sun Immortal,"
