For those who came to offer toasts, Mo Wangchen reciprocated each one.
He certainly knew what these people wanted, merely for the Concentration Pill.
During this, Mo Wangchen naturally responded tactfully, explaining that he had just recently achieved Divine Enthronement and had no spare energy to refine pills.
To this, everyone could only express their regret.
However, they did not treat Mo Wangchen coldly, after all, he was a Holy Rank seven-grade Alchemist.
Even if he was unwilling to help in refining Concentration Pills, befriending such a figure was definitely a good thing.
"The Spiritual God Clan offers the Qiantian Treasure Mirror as a gift for Emperor Heming's great birthday, wishing the Emperor eternal life, with a lifespan as long as Heaven!"
While Mo Wangchen was returning the toasts to the people, the gift-giving ceremony continued. Ling Yu's two maids stepped out from the crowd, their voices clear and resonant throughout the venue.
"Qiantian Treasure Mirror?!"
