"Today, I was fortunate enough to receive the Valley Master's guidance."
"It was truly Little Dragon's good fortune over three lifetimes. These are but a small token of thanks; please accept them."
"Little dragon will no longer disturb the valley master's secluded cultivation and shall take his leave for now."
"..."
Holding the poem in his hand, Ancestor Dragon could no longer wait to comprehend the laws within it.
He took out a spatial ring. It contained a space personally created by Ancestor Dragon, filled with the countless heavenly treasures accumulated by the Dragon Palace over the years—enough to support the rise of a force second only to the Three Clans of dragons, phoenixes, and qilins.
Once he became a Sage, these heavenly treasures would naturally be of no further use to him.
So he might as well forge a good connection and give them directly to the Valley Master.
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Looking at the spatial ring in his hand, Qin Xi slowly typed out a question mark.
Since it was a gift from the Dragon Clan, it could not possibly be too shabby. Still, he had no use for it, so he tossed it to Flame Spirit. That little girl still needed plenty of resources for cultivation.
Ao Xin's father hurried away, while Ao Xin herself seemed to intend to bid one final farewell before remaining in the Valley.
Not paying it much mind, Qin Xi glanced at the livestream in the Dimensional Chat Group.
Mjolnir had been located, but it was already surrounded by the military. It would not be easy to obtain it, much less now, when Thor had yet to mature and could not lift the hammer again.
The task of restoring his divine power was still a long and arduous one.
To strengthen his will, King