"Tell me, what is it you seek?"
The Immortal Spirit looked down at the Heavenly One True Monarch, regaining the composure and calmness of the past, with an expression of superiority.
The young Nascent Soul True Monarch respectfully and calmly replied, "What this junior seeks is nothing but the Saint Infant Pill from the Fourth Rank treasury."
The Immortal Spirit hummed, pretending to search the treasury for a moment, and spoke lightly:
"There is none."
"How could there be none?!"
The Heavenly One True Monarch frowned and said in a deep voice, "Immortal Spirit, please verify again. The ancient records passed down by the sect clearly state that a Saint Infant Pill was left in the inheritance treasury by the Heavenly River Dao."
"There is none, just none."
The Immortal Spirit pretended again, speaking in a lazy tone: "Perhaps it was used up one year, or maybe after so much time, the elixir could not withstand the erosion of endless time, turning into a pile of dust."
