บท 992: I'm Sorry, I Won! (4)

"Oh my god! There's really a spiritual herb! It's a gem ore!"

"Quick, what spiritual herb is it?"

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The commotion attracted the attention of the universe-stage martial warriors. They walked over.

"This is the Danzhi herb!" A white-haired universe-stage elder opened his mouth and said, "There's three crimson Danzhi. They're at least 30 thousand years old."

"That's right." Another tall ape race universe-stage martial warrior with crimson eyes agreed.

"30-thousand-year-old Danzhi herb!"

Everyone was flabbergasted. They couldn't calm down for a long time. They didn't think that this watermelon-sized ore would have such a valuable item inside.

It was unimaginable.

The crowd was jealous. Why didn't they notice this ore? Had they bought it, they could have spent the rest of their lives without lifting a finger.

What a pity!