Shen Gongbao's Loose Tongue Drew Calamity

"Take them. Your two grand-uncles have far deeper pockets than I do."

Thunder Marsh was not exaggerating.

Yunting and Zidian had served as attendants under Xuanxiao for countless ages, and their reserves were as vast as the sea.

Xuanxiao was generous and easygoing by nature. Even the things he casually bestowed were treasures rarely seen in the Primordial Wilderness.

More importantly, the Primordial Realm's immense treasury of peerless treasures was almost entirely open to the two of them.

Xuanxiao had personally decreed that, apart from Chaos-grade treasures and Primordial Spiritual Roots, which they could not use at will, the two could draw upon its countless other spirit treasures and Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures as they saw fit.

Such treatment had given them staggering wealth.

The quality of the spirit treasures in their hands and the breadth of their collections far surpassed those of most Primordial Origin Golden Immortals in the Primordial Wilderness.

In the Primordial Realm, they were the attendants Zidian and Yunting.

Outside it, however, the two were Primordial Unity Dao Lords in their own right.

What being in the Primordial Wilderness would not respectfully address them as Dao Lords?

With his master's express permission, Shen Gongbao bowed once more, his manner deeply respectful. "Thank you for your generous gifts, Grand-Uncle Yunting and Grand-Aunt Zidian."

After bowing, he could not hide the delight shining in his eyes as he carefully held the mirror and sword.

The two mid-grade spirit treasures glowed with gentle Spirit Light. Their Dao resonance lay hidden within, and they felt weighty in his palms.

Throughout his cultivation, the strongest treasure he had carried was the Low Grade Spirit Treasure Blood Fiend Divine Blade, a gift from Hanba.

Today, fortune had fallen from the heavens. He had gained two mid-grade spirit treasures in a single