True Lord Three Treasures and Suiyun Princess looked at Wang Anye as though they had spilled a jar of seasonings—their emotions a tangled medley of five flavors. Their hearts churned wildly, unable to settle for a long while.
If simply riding a Cloud Ray Flying Ship meant they could casually pick up a half-step immortal artifact, they would willingly stay aboard one all day without getting off.
And if they had to put a time limit on it, it would be—until the heavens grew barren and the earth grew old.
By comparison, Princess Huarui, Wang Jidie, the little girl, was the calmest of them all.
She had grown up listening to tales of her grandfather's legendary exploits. Such a thing would be extraordinary if it happened to anyone else, but when it happened to her grandfather, it could only be called standard procedure.
"Young Master Anye, may this old man take a look at that half-step immortal artifact?" True Lord Three Treasures asked wistfully.
Thinking back over his life, he had already lived for twenty-eight hundred years. He had handled countless treasures and owned quite a few himself, yet every single one had been earned through painstaking effort. Let alone a half-step immortal artifact, he had never even picked up a divine-power Spirit Treasure or a Purple Mansion treasure artifact.
"Please do, Senior Three Treasures."
Wang Anye brushed his Storage Ring, and a beautiful sword instantly appeared in his hand. He offered it over.
Compared with Passing Years's ancient and unadorned appearance, this sword could only be described as resplendent. Its inscriptions were exquisite, its flowing radiance dazzling, and the aura it gave off was unfathomably profound. One glance was enough to tell that it was no ordinary weapon.
Its sole flaw was the several tiny damaged spots on the