Planet Tianfeng.
Inside an inn.
Chu Kuangren was indulging in his drinks while collecting as much information as he could about this region.
"Have you heard? The Pseudo Immortal from Dusty Sky Planet has built a formation and hid a remarkable Daoist Weapon within. Apparently, whoever is destined to overcome this formation will be entitled to that weapon."
"Oh? The Dusty Sky Pseudo Immortal has forged another weapon?"
"Exactly. And he's giving it away again."
"Hiss. It has only been a few hundred years since he last gave a Daoist Weapon away. And now he has somehow procured enough resources to make another one? What an impressive weaponsmithing skill!"
"It's no surprise for a Pseudo Immortal who has lived for this long. I also heard that the Dusty Sky Pseudo Immortal had claimed this as the most remarkable weapon he has ever made in his life. Many are flocking to it, including several Immortal Progenies…"