This was the second day after returning, the weather was clear and cloudless, and apart from the Cultivation World in the sky, the war was still raging on.
"Old Wei, sunbathing?"
Liu Sui walked over, sat down next to Wei Cheng, and also looked up at the sky. That was another world, but the war there determined the fate of their world.
"Why don't you go into seclusion and cultivate your Earth Spirit Root as soon as possible, it would be highly beneficial for you."
As Wei Cheng spoke, he casually handed over a set of nine Immovable Golden Bells, each neatly placed in a small wooden box, looking like nine small wine cups of very high quality.
"What a guy, Old Wei, do you wholesale magic artifacts? These are considered mid-grade artifacts, aren't they? And there are nine of them."
Liu Sui was full of awe, because Wei Cheng had previously tailor-made five mid-grade short swords for him. Coupled with the previous Superb Short Sword, his strength was already very formidable.
