Zefyr wasn't surprised; he was used to receiving all sorts of gifts from cultivators who wanted him to join their organization.
Just as he was about to throw the pill bottle in one corner of the space, his eyes landed on the few notifications that he had received.
[Zenith Immortal had accepted your friend request.]
Below the notification was the message sent by David.
A little intrigued, Zefyr went through the message with a smile on his face.
It was his junior Zenith Immortal who sent him this bottle.
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At this time, David was sitting in his room with his legs crossed.
In the next moment, he brought out red-colored paper from storage and set it on fire.
The paper slowly burned, and long tendrils of smoke similar to snakes started to emerge in the air.
They danced and cradled around David for a long time, sometimes coiling around his legs and other times rubbing their small heads against his chest.
