"Jade Gourd..."
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, a person and a cat huddled together, observing the Jade Gourd on Zhou Li's wrist, both with different expressions.
"Extraordinarily mystical."
After a while, Black Cat said solemnly, "The seven colors are each distinct, each possessing its own Divine Skills. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it an Immortal Artifact."
"Can't eat it."
Tang Wan sighed, "Ah."
"Besides eating and sleeping, and being slept by Qianyun, do you have any other survival skills?"
Zhou Li asked numbly.
"I can mooch off your rich lifestyle."
Tang Wan declared decisively, without a moment's hesitation.
Don't want to listen, don't want to hear a thing.
Cen Zhu cosplayed Toomi Mai with a numb expression. She harbored no desires for an Immortal Artifact; after being duped by her sister and nearly swallowed by an Ancient God, she just wanted to sleep peacefully, then be done with life after waking up. Why listen to these two and a cat spouting nonsense?
