The Embroidering Heaven Needle, about thirty centimeters long and as thick as a little finger, was clearly visible under the Divine Sense of Ding Fan, revealing some fine carvings around it. These carvings added a mysterious aura to the needle.
Upon seeing this Embroidering Heaven Needle, Mu Zi's eyes immediately lit up. After all, it was a Spiritual Artifact, something exceedingly rare in this world.
Mu Zi began to clamor excitedly, "I want this, I want this..."
However, before Mu Zi could finish her exclamation, someone else had already begun to speak.
"Is this Embroidering Heaven Needle for sale, or for trade?"
The speaker was a man just over forty, with a calm and steady demeanor that clearly identified him as a Martial Artist.
Seeing the way the crowd eyed the Embroidering Heaven Needle, Mu Zi was taken aback. It seemed that acquiring the needle would not be easy.
