There were plenty of things in the thatched hut, but for the current Cultivation Realm, none of them meant much. Everything was still as basic as ever, and there was no sign of any "jackpot" new category. Chen Sheng watched, utterly uninterested.
Yet Shen Hao, who appeared calm but was churning inside, never expected to see such a thing in a place like this.
At the edge of the open ground outside the hut, lay a stack of materials, among which was a palm-sized Jade Token.
It was this Jade Token that caught Shen Hao's gaze, holding him so tightly he couldn't look away. At the same time, the Black Beast Tattoo on his chest began to stir violently again, and that barely suppressible craving returned.
"Oh? Shen, is there something you fancy?" Chen Sheng grinned as he patted Shen Hao's shoulder.
