"Stop joking, how could it possibly be a turkey?" Li Qingming shook his head, dismissing the conjecture of the few.
"Master, could it be that old thing Fire Feather?" Xiong Da, traipsing in from outside, scuttled to Li Qingming's side and suggested.
"Fire Feather~~~"
...
At the entrance of the third room, the atmosphere instantly boiled up, as if all people and beasts were arguing about what exactly the little creature inside the stone sphere was.
The stone sphere, about the size of a child's head, was simplified by Li Qingming to the size of a palm, hanging in space like a little sun, dazzling and eye-catching.
Although Li Qingming was shocked in his heart, it didn't mean he would lose his composure. Seeing everyone arguing more and more fiercely, he spoke up, "Alright, I'll awaken this little guy and see what it really is."
As he spoke, Li Qingming's hands fluttered, and the restraining power he had embedded into the stone sphere was finally retracted.
"Swish"
