章節 1037: Great Linguist Sun Mo

Bai Wenzhang wasn't someone that would value his old broomstick.

More accurately, he was a human that was infatuated with the study of spirit runes. Other than this subject, he completely had no interest in other things.

Becoming a saint?

Becoming a great ancestor spirit runist?

Bai Wenzhang didn't care for glories like this.

This globe was something a dean of the Dragonspirit Manor had excavated from a darkness ruin. Usually speaking, if any organization obtained it, they would definitely not show it to outsiders.

Because, upon deciphering it, it would be very possible for one to obtain priceless spoils.

However, Bai Wenzhang didn't do so. As long as you were a spirit runist, you were welcome to observe it.