Ethan Smith walked to a quiet spot before stopping.
After a while, the sleazy guy quietly followed him, even changing his appearance.
"Brother, I do have the Mount Sumeru's Qi you're looking for, but not much,"
he said softly.
"Where is it? Take it out and let me see," Ethan Smith shook his head.
His expression was slightly conflicted, as if he were assessing whether it was safe.
"I don't lack treasures—not for something like this. As long as it's genuine, you can ask for whatever you want in exchange."
Ethan Smith frowned.
"Fine, I'll let you take a look."
Gritting his teeth, he pulled out a silver bottle, which was covered in densely packed runes.
Ethan Smith's eyes lit up. The bottle itself was made of high-quality material, and he eagerly took it.
As his divine sense probed into the silver bottle, he suddenly felt as though he were immersed in the Starry Sky, his divine sense plunging into boundless space.