C678 Six Hundred and Sixty-seven, White Crystal Storm, Subhuti Position.
Wan Baqian saw the Immortal Kings around him and understood. They were already in his master’s trap. Now, it was time to show his true acting skills!
Wan Baqian probed, “Can I just ask for the Bodhi Seed?”
The Immortal King was shocked. The priest was waiting for me!
Chen Ming shook his head and said, “This item is too precious. I won’t bring it with me. If you want it
