Zhao Sheng didn't say much. He took out a Beast Skin Book from his sleeve and solemnly handed it to the white-haired old lady.
Chen Ming also heard Old Zhao bragging about its wonders and had been extremely curious, so he immediately began to browse it thoroughly upon receiving it.
In an instant, his expression became incredibly captivated, his spirit forgetting everything, and he was completely absorbed in the countless intricate and profound principles of the Elixir Path Scripture.
Zhao Yuedu found this unremarkable, as he too had been similarly obsessed on his first reading of the Elixir Scripture.
"By the way, Mr. Chen, could you share a few more jars of your 'Hundred-year-old Wine' with me? I'll trade you some treasures for it." At this moment, Zhao Yuedu suddenly leaned closer and asked with a smile.
"Taoist Zhao, don't be so formal. It's merely Hundred-year-old Wine. I'll give you ten jars." Zhao Sheng waved his hand and spoke generously.
