Take it out? How? This girl has a hole in her head.
Guang Xiaoyu was frustrated. After a while, she fished out a few crumpled feathers from her clothes.
Back in the days on the Heaven Martial Continent, on Qingfeng... when she had just started her training and was still a young girl, her senior brother had plucked a few feathers from an Earth Chicken and given them to her.
He said they could be used to forge a Divine Weapon.
At that time, she wasn't convinced, but who would have thought that after so many years, they would finally be useful.
Heifeng was moved, his pupils involuntarily constricting.
Chicken feathers? No! These are feathers from an Ancient Phoenix, still retaining a faintly fluctuating aura. If true Phoenixes still exist in the world, then it stands to reason that the bloodline of my Dragon Clan should also still flow.
Thinking this, he grew subtly excited.
