"Thank you very much, Great Elder!" Tu Wa Zi chuckled and hurried forward to make his selection. He did so with the haste of someone who feared the Great Elder might change his mind the next second.
Then Gu Chen and Lin Hai, although somewhat embarrassed, joined him in choosing their items. Despite their initial displeasure, they were not shy young men.
"Great Elder, what is this?" Tu Wa Zi asked, holding up a large brush around a meter in length.
Although it was called a brush, it was more like a duster, albeit with bristles of a hard texture.
"I can't exactly name this thing. It was something I found in some ancient ruins many years ago. It doesn't have any offensive powers, but it's quite a rare commodity. Anything drawn with it can become reality."
Meng Tian Zheng lightly smiled as he explained.
"Such a miraculous thing exists! Is this the legendary Divine Pen?!" Shi Hao expressed his interest from the side.