C965 Son of God

"Ah, if this sword hadn't been a gift from my father, what would it matter if I gave it to you? After living for over seventy thousand years, what need do I have for such worldly possessions?" The elder sighed softly.

"Hey, Old Yun, your miserliness is legendary across the Alien Galaxy. You wouldn't part with a Quasi Immortal Treasure, let alone a single spiritual stone