C4239 Heading to Ten Thousand Artifact Sect!

Zhu Wudi stood on the deck, helping the First Commander refine the Holy Pill that he had just consumed, while shaking his head and sighing.

"Forget about that immortal spear of yours. I'll find you another one later."

The current situation was not that he couldn't find it, but that he couldn't find it. Even if he found it, he couldn't take it.

The more Zhu Wudi spoke, the angrier he became