In this harsh winter season, the pavilions were lush and verdant, and the hundreds of flowers competed in beauty. The Spiritual Spring babbled on, adding to the exquisite beauty of the place, hence it attracted many visitors, truly making it a renowned scenic wonder of the world.
"Brother Xiao, if there is any way I can be of use to you, just say the word. Even if it means climbing mountains of swords or descending into seas of flames, I will not hesitate," Wu Ming said earnestly, with all his heart, but whether he meant it, only the devil would know.
Xiao Chen immediately laughed, poured him a cup of fine wine, and said, "You know I do not visit unless I have a matter to address. Indeed, I have a favor to request, I would like your Artifact Refining Sect to help me repair a few Divine Weapons."
"Oh, what kind of Divine Weapons might they be? I imagine the treasures esteemed by Brother Xiao must be extraordinary."
"Clang!"