Not Interested

The red crystal ball was shining like a rising sun.

Upon seeing this, the onlookers who were closer to it quickly dispersed. They rubbed their eyes, thinking that they were hallucinating. The young disciples who followed the elder here looked over and could not help but open their mouths.

"How's this possible? How could this be..."

The bearded man who was prepared to watch Ou Yangming make a fool of himself stared at the crystal ball with his eyes as wide as lanterns. 'Song Qingshan, who had High Grade talent, could only make the crystal ball glow faintly. What's happening now?

'Could it be that something's wrong with the treasure?'

"Good! Good! Good!"

A thunderous voice was heard.

The old man clapped his hands excitedly and uttered the words in a row.