"Qiankun Tripod?" Yuan Xiaoniao leaned over the bronze tripod, her head almost inside, looking as if she desperately wanted to stew herself. She spoke with a lively tone, "Is it very powerful?"
"It should be very powerful." Heavenly Emperor Body thought for a moment and replied, "At least it's not weaker than the Slaying Immortal Sword Formation."
Beside them, Zhang and others listened, each feeling a chill, looking at the Qiankun Tripod with a noticeably different gaze.
Yuan Xiaoniao held onto the rim of the bronze tripod, lowering her head and opening her mouth, her lips sparkling.
Is she... craving the tripod?
Even after knowing Yuan Xiaoniao for almost a century, he sometimes found it difficult to understand the thought process of this little bird.
"Yuan?"
"You are, such a powerful treasure." Yuan Xiaoniao snapped back to reality, sincerely sighing, "To stew meat with it... how fragrant would it be?"
