In front of Feng Lin, there was a small black iron cage, inside of which was a snow-white fox.
When the fox noticed someone had come in, it raised its head and opened its eyes wide.
Those eyes were heterochromatic, one gold and one silver, particularly striking.
"Indeed, this is the treasure I stole. This item is one of the nine great treasures passed down from the God of Jiuyou, with each of the Nine Major Sects holding one."
An Sheng squatted on the ground, pointing at the fox and explained with a smile.
"If it's a treasure, what makes it special?"
Feng Lin also squatted down, observing the fox—it looked rather cute.
"I don't know." An Sheng shook his head.
"You don't know?"
Feng Lin was somewhat dumbfounded.
"Exactly, it's precisely because its use is not known that the sect masters of the previous eight sects took away the good stuff, and only this one was left."
