Chu Xin stretched out her hand and grabbed the severed five-colored horn, playing with it back and forth.
There were still traces of five-colored lightning lingering on the horn, but it wasn't enough to harm Chu Xin.
"So beautiful."
Joy filled Chu Xin's eyes.
Although there were many beautiful treasures in the Sumeru Ring, those were left to her by her father, and this five-colored horn was the first beautiful treasure she had obtained on her own.
"I wonder if this beautiful horn would make a tasty soup."
Looking at the horn in her hand, Chu Xin fell into deep thought.
"Never mind, this horn is too pretty to eat."
After considering it, Chu Xin eventually gave up the idea of using the five-colored horn to make soup.
