"Just one fifty-thousand-year-old Little Medicine King. No more!"
"No, at least three Little Medicine Kings!"
"One!"
"Two, no fewer!"
"One!"
Duan De's expression shifted as he argued with all his might.
But Taiyi stood firm: one fifty-thousand-year-old Little Medicine King, and not a single one more.
"Fine, one it is. Consider it a gesture of friendship, but I can only lend it to you for ten days!" In the end, he could only agree begrudgingly. "As it happens, I need those ten days to prepare for exploring the Bronze Immortal Palace!"
"Thank you, then, Daoist!"
Taiyi smiled.
Without delay, he swept his wide sleeve.
An ancient medicine, shimmering with flowing colors and fragrant with medicinal aroma, flew out, and Duan De caught it with quick eyes and hands.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! An ancient medicine over fifty thousand years old could extend the lives of those experts with little lifespan remaining by at least a hundred or two hundred years. A rare find indeed!" Duan De's eyes widened, his face beaming as he hurriedly put the ancient medicine away.
Then, he kept his word.
His brow shone, and a broken bowl flew out of it.
Whoosh... Black light blazed, and the broken bowl split open.
An exceedingly mysterious black pottery lid flew out from within.
On it was a ghost-face mark that seemed neither crying nor not crying, neither smiling nor not smiling, with wisps of an aura circulating around it that inexplicably made one's scalp prickle.
"Is this the legendary Heaven-Swallowing Demon Canopy?"
An Miaoyi was filled with surprise.
She carefully examined this half of an Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon.
Rumor had it that the Seventh Great Bandit, Tu Tian, had once picked up the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar in a dried-up riverbed in the Northern Region, a weapon that