"Pfft, I wouldn’t want this trash! I just want to smash it and get the chicken legs inside." As he spoke, Little Song began to drool.
Trash? Chicken legs? Qin Yu’s mouth twitched uncontrollably.
"So, what you really want is the chicken legs?"
Qin Yu’s eyes widened; he couldn’t believe that Little Song, with his sensitive nose, had actually sniffed out the scent of chicken legs inside the Purple Micro Star Ring!
"Of course, being trapped here for decades, I haven’t had any fine food. I’ve been eating these awful demon beasts every day,"
Little Song pouted, looking aggrieved.
"Sir, all these chicken legs are yours now." Qin Yu took out all the fried chicken legs from the Purple Micro Star Ring and handed them to Little Song.
With a cheer, Little Song tossed the Dragon Head mask aside and began munching on the chicken legs with his fluffy little paws.
No one eats like him.
Qin Yu’s worldview was once again turned upside down. Damn, there are squirrels that eat chicken legs in this world!
Seeing Little Song munching happily, Qin Yu tentatively reached out to grab the Dragon Head mask lying on the ground.
Little Song saw this but did nothing to stop him. In his eyes, the importance of the Dragon Head mask was nothing compared to chicken legs.
Qin Yu grabbed the Dragon Head mask in his hands and quickly stuffed it into his chest, his face lighting up with joy!
Qin Yu was grateful that, during the engagent banquet at the Dragon Fla Sect, he had swept all the chicken legs from the table; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been this lucky today!
Qin Yu felt it was all so fantastical, like a dream, where he weirdly stumbled upon a squirrel that just gave him the Dragon Head mask!
Suddenly, a light bulb went off in Qin Yu’s mind. He rembered the old man Chen saying that after obtaining the Dragon Head mask, he could activate the Teleportation Array and leave the Trial Ground!
Qin Yu muttered the incantations of the Teleportation Array, feeling the Dragon Head mask in his chest start to heat up.
Looking down, Qin Yu saw a rich white light emitting from his chest, enveloping him. A six-pointed star pattern appeared beneath his feet!
Qin Yu felt the space around him tremble, making his head dizzy; he was thrilled, knowing this was the premonition of spatial teleportation!
Of course, Little Song noticed this scene. He puffed his cheeks and stretched out his greasy little paws to vaguely point in Qin Yu’s direction!
Little Song’s finger emitted a strange fluctuation, which brushed against the white light of the teleportation formation. The white six-pointed star pattern disappeared like lting snow!
As the teleportation formation was activated, Qin Yu closed his eyes, trying hard to resist the dizziness!
But to Qin Yu’s surprise, the dizzy feeling arrived quickly and disappeared just as fast, vanishing in a few seconds.
Qin Yu was overjoyed, thinking this trial had gone incredibly smoothly!
However, when Qin Yu opened his eyes, he was dumbstruck! Damn, what the hell? He was still in the grand hall, and Little Song was still in front of him, continuously munching on chicken legs.
"This..." Qin Yu was at a loss for words, not knowing what had happened.
"Thinking of leaving before the trial is completed?" Little Song mumbled vaguely while munching on a chicken leg.
"Isn’t obtaining the Dragon Head mask considered completing the trial?"
Qin Yu was confused, but he finally figured out sothing: without Little Song’s permission and before the trial ti ran out, it was impossible to go back.
Little Song snorted, "Naive. Did you really think that without any True Yuan, you could defeat the four Demon Kings? How could you obtain the Dragon Head mask under their guard?"
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