Yinglong Horn

"This box contains the treasures Jiang Zhu found!"

Xu Yanwu announced loudly to the crowd, "Today, Jiang Zhu will present these treasures to the leader of our Xuanyuan Tribe, the Yellow Emperor!"

"What does this signify? I'm sure you all understand it in your hearts!"

As Xu Yanwu spoke, Danzhu and Cang Xuan each came onto the stage carrying a box.

However, as she passed Xu Yanwu, Danzhu still muttered a quiet complaint, "Uncle Xu Yanwu, your speech is terrible..."

"Then why don't you come up here and give one..."

After quietly firing back, Xu Yanwu cleared his throat and continued, "Inside these two boxes before you are the treasures Lianshan found—"

Xu Yanwu took a deep breath, raising his voice even further.

"Lichu scales, and Phoenix feathers!"

"Today, let me show you... these two legendary treasures!!"

As he spoke, Xu Yanwu took the first box from Danzhu's hands.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the tribe, Xu Yanwu slowly opened the box in his hands.

The instant it opened, a red glow leaked through the cracks, making those who had been staring at it unable to keep their eyes open.

The temperature around them also rose slightly.

Once their eyes gradually adjusted to the light, they saw a magnificent crimson plume resting neatly inside the box.

They found it difficult to imagine that a single feather could be so beautiful.

Was this truly a Phoenix feather?

"This is a Phoenix feather, and the other one... is a Lichu scale."

Xu Yanwu placed the Phoenix feather back into its box, then took the other box from Cang Xuan's hands.

When this box was opened, the temperature that had seemingly risen because of the Phoenix feather immediately dropped back down.

It was a pale blue scale, slightly larger than an