"I'm giving them all to you."
Ye Yun chuckled as if he were watching a comedy, feeling extraordinarily cheerful. In mid-air, as he waved his mana-infused hand, the hundred God level pipes fell.
The short old man used mana to create two large hands, which fiercely embraced all the God level pipes. He hugged them all to his chest, looking left and right, his face beaming with a foolish grin.
With over a hundred God level pipes added all at once, he didn't even know how to describe his emotions. He only felt his brain hum, swirling into chaos as if his thinking process had come to a halt.
A single God level Magic Treasure in the Divine Land was extremely rare. Yet here he was, receiving so many at once; it was inconceivable!
The short old man caressed each pipe, treating them like little lovers, muttering to himself, "From now on, I will smoke with a different pipe every day, and you all must serve me well."
