Although the burly Heavenly Sovereign had left after dropping off the items without introducing himself,
he had addressed Wei Chen as: Young Master!
A Heavenly Sovereign as a servant?
What kind of family background was that, to be so extravagant?!
President Tai Cang and the North Sea Dragon Kun exchanged glances and simultaneously swallowed hard.
Their feelings were somewhat complicated.
All of a sudden, they inexplicably felt that the goals they had striven after their entire lives, the dreams they had longed for, seemed... to be nothing more than minor roles?
It was like cultivating diligently, enduring countless dangers and hardships, dreaming that one day you would ascend to the immortal realm and live freely.
Yet one day, you suddenly learned that after ascending, you would merely become an ordinary soldier in the Heavenly Court.
That really messed with one's mindset, didn't it?
Then what had all their efforts over the years been for? What meaning did they have?
After enduring innumerable hardships, they would only ascend to become ordinary soldiers?!
The hall fell silent, with only dense spiritual radiance flickering.
After a long while.
President Tai Cang took a deep breath and raised a hand to vigorously rub his face, suppressing the chaotic thoughts in his heart.
Then, he fiercely pinched his own thigh. While baring his teeth in pain, he looked again at the mountain-like pile of treasures before him and the river of spiritual liquid suspended in midair.
Sovereign Spiritual Liquid—each drop required a Sovereign expert roughly a year to condense.
Yet this river contained tens of millions of drops!
After confirming that he was not dreaming, he could not help rubbing his hands together. In a slightly trembling voice, he uncertainly asked, "All these treasures and resources are just being given to us?"
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