A Bit Silly

This time, Ling Chuxi didn't ask Cang Yuan to save a few pieces for her. One reason was because Cang Yuan condensing into a form would be beneficial for her too, and the other reason was because she couldn't stop him even if she wanted to. Who would have the heart to stop this poor foodie who had been starving for thousands of years?

Next to him, Duan Xiaomo sat on the edge of the bed, quietly looking at the unusual light. His blank gaze held traces of curiosity, but it was hardly noticeable.

On the corner of the bed, Zhen Ye, who had the appearance of a squirrel, was staring at the light, his eyes wide in shock. "What kind of sword can absorb an Ink Jade Crystal's spiritual power? Half of the Ink Jade Crystals in that box were absorbed by it in a a few seconds! They'll probably all be absorbed soon. Is there a powerful sword spirit hidden in that sword?"