"Senior Brother! Under the table!"
Zhang Ze bent down and saw that Li had sohow sneaked out and was hiding under the table eating sothing.
Upon being discovered, Li blinked her innocent little eyes at Zhang Ze, the food in her mouth crunching audibly.
In her hand was half of a magic mirror.
"Want so? It’s quite crispy," Li said, extending the half-eaten magic mirror to Zhang Ze.
The magic mirror was only half remaining, and the edges were covered in teeth marks, completely ruined.
Zhang Ze took the magic mirror, "Junior Sister, how much is this thing worth?"
Chen Qin thought for a mont, "I can’t quite rember, maybe around fifty thousand Spirit Stones."
Zhang Ze did the math and realized he couldn’t afford to pay it back even if he sold himself.
Zhang Ze pulled Li out from under the table.
"And the ring?"
"Here it is, haven’t eaten it yet."
Zhang Ze breathed a sigh of relief and quickly took the ring.
"What about the Jade Sword?"
"Swallowed it."
"Why?" Zhang Ze was completely baffled.
"I was hungry."
"That magic mirror is worth at least fifty thousand Spirit Stones! My gosh," Zhang Ze squatted down, rubbing his temples, "Do you even know what a Spirit Stone is..."
After Zhang Ze finished explaining, Li looked at him with a skeptical expression.
"Stop fooling , how could sothing made of red iron be so expensive?"
"I rember back in the day these things were everywhere and worthless, even you humans used these iron bowls for eating."
"What year are you talking about?" Zhang Ze asked.
"I don’t rember, but it was back when I could still fly."
Chen Qin thought for a mont and spoke up.
"The ancient na for Red Sky Refined Gold is indeed red iron."
"It’s said that during ancient tis it was everywhere, but now most of the veins have been exhausted, and currently, a pound of raw ore costs twenty thousand Spirit Stones, non-negotiable."
"So what Li refers to as ’back in the day’ should be the Primordial era."
Chen Qin, well-inford, supplented with precise and rciless accuracy.
"I see, so this stuff’s really expensive nowadays, hahaha..." Li scratched her head awkwardly.
"I was just too hungry earlier, next ti I promise not to do it—before eating anything, I’ll give you a heads up."
"You’re thinking of a next ti?" Zhang Ze took a sharp breath.
If this keeps happening at fifty thousand a pop a few more tis, let alone having a system, Zhang Ze felt he wouldn’t be able to afford to feed this short and stout dragon even if he went to Chen Qin’s ho as a freeloader.
"It’s just that I just woke up and am a bit groggy still."
"Next ti, I really won’t eat things randomly."
Li’s mory was muddled, often unclear about things from the Primordial era.
The things she rembered were simply that she could fly back then, what tasted good, and what could be eaten.
Originally ant as an apology, Li ended up listing various heavenly materials and earthly treasures as if chanting a nu.
Zhang Ze listened and realized none of them were cheap.
Most alarming was that the more Li recited, the more hungry she got.
"Can’t we eat sothing cheap instead?" Zhang Ze looked at Li’s drooling mouth and took the handkerchief Chen Qin handed over to wipe her mouth.
"We could, but I’m drooling here."
"Just think, back in the day I wouldn’t eat people, but I gobbled up the sky and earth."
"I rember lying on Guixu drinking water, taking bites of the Divine Mountain."
"Things like Dragon Wood and Sword Wood were just snacks, the best tasting was still the Coral Divine Tree, that taste was so fragrant..."
"The rocks of the Divine Palace in the northern mountains were tasty too, crunchy like a cracker, paired with water from the Reversed Sea, simply delightful."
The first few weren’t too surprising, but Zhang Ze had never even heard of the latter—Coral Divine Tree, Heavenly Palace Stone, or Reversed Sea.
Apparently, these were innate secret treasures that disappeared in the Primordial era.
Listening to Li’s rather fantastical gourt reviews, Zhang Ze suddenly rembered sothing.
"Hey, Li. Do you rember how you died back then?"
Li slurped her drool, scratched her head, "Forgot, really can’t rember that.."
"I have a guess," Zhang Ze said.
"Do tell," Li was a bit curious.
"I suspect you ate too much and were then beaten to death by a coalition of those Innate Gods and Demons."
"I even suspect that you have to bear so responsibility for the current rarity of heavenly materials and earthly treasures."
Li listened, stayed silent for a while, and then said, "It seems not impossible..."
The matter of compensating for the magic mirror would have to be addressed later; the pressing concern now was to find Aunt Niao.
Luckily, the ring was still present, so the guidance wouldn’t be lost.
Zhang Ze was just about to stand up with the half-broken magic mirror when Li tugged at his pants again.
"Hey, since it’s already broken, can I finish the other half?"
"I told you to hold on a second, what’s the rush, listen to the elder first."
After settling Zhang Ze down, Li took a few steps back and made a stance as if preparing for action.
Then she took a deep breath and exhaled a burst of Purple Thunder into an empty space.
Though the Purple Thunder wasn’t very strong, the aura it emitted was seventy percent similar to Elder Wang.
Li coughed twice, spitting out the remnants of the Purple Thunder from her mouth.
"Consider this one of my divine techniques."
"I seem to be able to mimic the abilities of magical artifacts I swallow."
"But for attack types like this, the power is only at Foundation Establishnt level."
"It’s not really my fault; after all, with our spiritual connection, whatever your cultivation level is, mine will be too."
"But for support types, not to boast, I think I can emulate them pretty accurately."
"So can I eat that other half too, and you’ll treat as the mirror?"
"If it doesn’t work, you can just sell ; I’m certainly worth more than that mirror."
Zhang Ze turned to look at his junior sister; after all, the magic mirror belonged to her family.
Plus, even half a mirror had considerable value.
The materials obtained by lting it down could be used to craft several new magical artifacts.
Throwing it out would definitely incite a fierce scramble among loose cultivators.
But Chen Qin seed unconcerned, most likely too wealthy to bother with re Spirit Stones; curiosity was more precious.
"Just eat it, it’s just a mirror."
Given permission, Li took the half-broken mirror Zhang Ze handed over, swallowed it in a few bites, savoring the taste of the magic mirror.
Li closed her eyes and used the first power of the magic mirror.
Illuminate all directions.
Li lit up the whole dragon capital, but that was it.
Whether it could suppress evil, Zhang Ze wasn’t sure, but it was definitely flashy enough to work as a stun grenade in A1.
Li seed to find it a bit boring too, so she dimd the brightness and prepared to use the second power.
"What to divine?" Li asked.
"Tell sothing about Aunt Niao," Zhang Ze thought it was the most pressing issue at hand.
Li, however, did not imdiately use her divine technique and instead held out a small hand to Zhang Ze.
"What’s up?" Zhang Ze asked.
"Fortune-telling, lend that ring, the jade box, and jade pendant; how can I divine without related items?"
"Promise not to eat them," Zhang Ze said before taking the items out of the Hundred Treasures Bag and handing them to Li.
Li sat on the ground, scratching her head as she stared at the objects in front of her, probably trying to get into the right mood.
Soon, spiritual qi enveloped the ring and the jade box in front of her, the qi gradually solidified into a mirror surface.
The reflection first showed the landscape near Five Rams Slope, then an old Taoist temple.
Finally, it depicted a bald head.
Zhang Ze raised an eyebrow; he recognized the bald head—it belonged to the little monk who had given him guidance that morning.
"What’s he doing here?"
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