"Huh? Immortal Awakening Tripod?"
Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed upon hearing the words, but he calmly manipulated the Immortal Awakening Tripod, sending the remaining Weak Water over to Old Monk Gu Xiang.
After delivering, there was still nearly sixty percent of the Weak Water left in the Immortal Awakening Tripod.
He sent a voice transmission to Old Monk Gu Xiang, claiming that he had plenty of Weak Water, and if needed in the future, it could be exchanged for Pocket World Jade and Principle Crystal.
Old Monk Gu Xiang was both surprised and delighted, immediately bowing his head as a gesture of gratitude.
Suddenly, a Divine Thought attacked out of nowhere. Zhao Sheng swept his long sleeve, creating a whistling Gang Wind that instantly blew away the Divine Thought.
Turning his head, he saw a Gun Robe Elder looking over with a solemn expression.
