C1887 A Generous Gift!(part I)

In the training room, Qiao Gao sat cross-legged, his senses sharp, already detecting the strange aura permeating the air.

"Sunken Dragon Incense, is it?"

His eyes gleamed with a knowing light, and a playful smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth. He had absorbed the legacy memories of the Myriad Tribulation Pill Monarch