The two fell silent for a moment.
Then the other person spoke, "Here, take this."
After speaking, the other party threw a Space Storage Seal.
Zhao Sheng reached out to catch it, and as it grew heavy in his hand, Divine Sense probed into it. He felt a peculiar fluctuation; an eight-foot-tall Hedgehog Gold Statue appeared in his mind, wrapped in a misty aura of incense smoke that almost solidified.
What's more important...
"What would you like to exchange, Taoist? If you don't mind, may I ask where did you obtain this item?" Zhao Sheng asked, his eyes showing satisfaction.
Upon hearing this, the person suddenly said, "You ask me a question, and I want to ask you one as well. Fair enough!"
"The voice is quite pleasant. A female cultivator? The age should... not be very high!"
Zhao Sheng muttered to himself secretly, but verbally responded, "Very fair, what would you like to ask, Taoist?"
