Wang Zhen stared blankly at the red medium-grade celestial device in his hand, lost in thought, and asked, "Is it because of the ethereal state that my spirit recovered, or is it because of the ancient art of refining the celestial device, which will also have some help to my spirit?"
"Senior, senior!"
After a while, with the reminder of the strong young man, Wang Shi finally came to his senses. Looking at the strong young man with nine levels of Qi cultivation and the surrounding Rogue Cultivators, he said, "I'm thinking about how to refine this knife-shaped magic treasure for you."
"Ah senior, this junior didn't do it on purpose." The robust youth at the ninth stage of Qi training had a terrified expression on his face.
"If you don't know, you won't be punished. Now I'm going to star
