After consuming four drops of Ye Haochuan's essential blood, the small coffin lay quietly in his palm, no longer moving. It was as if it were enjoying a peaceful moment after a satisfying feast.
Damn, you got your fill, but I don't know how long it'll take me to replenish this essential blood!
Ye Haochuan cursed in his heart upon seeing the small coffin like this.
However, he wasn't really angry. After all, this was a treasure even he couldn't fully comprehend, and owning it was quite exciting.
Just then, he realized that the little thing couldn't be stored inside his ring. Keeping it casually inside his pocket would clearly make it easy to lose.
Ye Haochuan, feeling helpless, found a string to tie the small coffin and wear it around his neck. Perhaps its previous owner wore it the same way, as there was a small hole at the bottom of the coffin for threading.
Damn, others wear rubies, sapphires, pearls, or jadeite, and I'm wearing a coffin. What's that about?
