"What? It's so small?"
The dragon egg was only the size of a washbasin, less than a tenth of the giant eggshell. Compared to the giant egg, it looked even smaller.
Shitou couldn't help but blurt out his thoughts.
Before his words finished, he felt a chilling gaze sweep across his face.
He held his breath and immediately shut his mouth.
The remaining youths were startled, trembling, and didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
"Ahem."
Lin Qingluo cleared her throat and slowly asked, "Youhuang, did you sense the aura of the Primordial Orb after traveling thousands of miles and drifting at sea for half a year to reach Immortal Island?"
Youhuang Sword Spirit, with her arms crossed, narrowed her beautiful eyes and retorted, "Are you the inheritor of the Primordial Orb?"
"Yes."
Lin Qingluo casually replied, "It's me indeed."
Youhuang Sword Spirit disdainfully scoffed, "A young girl, what merit or ability does she have to inherit the Heavenly Venerable's legacy?"
"About that..."