Wen Qingye examined the powdered herbs and analyzed carefully, "These medicinal ingredients have crumbled to dust; they must be at least a hundred years old. It seems this Sumeru Mustard Seed has been here for at least several hundred years."
The Ice Python flicked its tongue and said slowly, "In any case, this is a pleasant surprise. Even if you don't use these treasures yourself, you can still exchange them for what you need."
Wen Qingye laughed, feeling a surge of joy in his heart. "You're right. Many Ancient Countries in the Eastern Profound Domain have places specifically for trading treasures. With these resources, I can also exchange them for the things I need."
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Time flowed on. A month had now passed since the Great Wilderness Ancient Stele disappeared once again.
And news of the struggle over the Great Wilderness Ancient Stele had spread far and wide.
