Zhou Heng did not consider himself to be a man of otherworldly luck, but this time it seemed as if the heavens had opened their eyes, for the first Divine Infant Realm Magic Artifact was actually flying straight toward him, as if a beauty was throwing herself into his arms.
With his current Realm and Battle Power, a Divine Infant Realm Magic Artifact was actually of no use to him, and he was not at all greedy, but since the Magic Artifact had come to his door, why would he not take it?
He who does not take what heaven offers will suffer retribution in return.
Zhou Heng stretched out his hand, and the silver light shot straight into his palm.
It was a bright silver dagger, just over a foot long, gleaming with a soft luster as it lay quietly in Zhou Heng's hand.
Zhou Heng gently stroked the dagger, his mind wandering with idle thoughts.
