"Heavenly Glue!" Yuan Ming's eyes brightened when he saw the item through the soul crow inside the jade box.
When he had first arrived in the Eastern Domain, he'd heard a workshop owner mention this rarity, saying that Heavenly Glue was produced at the bottom of the deep sea, only forming under a combination of conditions such as spiritual power, earth veins, temperature, and water pressure. It was extremely scarce, a small piece costing seven or eight hundred spirit stones and often without a market price.
"Elder Bai, please keep this. I, as the master of Xuanhua Temple, bear the legacy of our ancestral masters, and I dare not forget even a single detail. The secret incense-making scripture of our temple can never be sold," Immortal Xuanhua said, shaking his head with firm conviction.
