Under Zhao Xing's deft hands, a large cigarette materialized.
He lit it and held it out to Tianyang True Monarch.
"Sss~"
Tianyang True Monarch took a deep puff, his face full of rapture, as if floating in transcendence.
After holding it in for quite a while, he slowly exhaled.
"How is it?" Zhao Xing asked.
"Strong enough!" Tianyang True Monarch nodded vigorously.
As a Yin God, he preferred these things the most.
The offerings of dragons compared to those of humans truly pack a different punch.
Besides, this was Dragon Emperor exclusive, even the prestige was unmatched!
With such a halo bonus, combined with its naturally superb effect, the old man was overjoyed.
"I saved a portion just for you." Zhao Xing waved his hand, sending a batch to Tianyang True Monarch's palace. "Don't spread the word, or you'll have Yin Gods coming to mooch your incense."
"Hahaha, why act so sneaky?" Tianyang True Monarch laughed, "Don't worry, even if Bo Qian comes down, I won't share!"
