"Hm? Found it."
Bibi Dong slipped silently back into Wukong's room. Her gaze swept over the furnishings and soon settled on the travel bundle tucked against the inner side of his bed.
She untied it in a few deft motions. Inside were only some ordinary changes of clothes, a savings Gold Card, and a small pouch of loose soul coins.
She continued rummaging through the bundle and suddenly touched something hard.
She pulled it out, revealing a Black Iron Block wrapped in cloth.
Bibi Dong's interest stirred, and she immediately stripped away the coarse cloth.
The iron block was roughly the size of her palm and felt heavy in her hand.
She examined it by the faint moonlight, but her brows involuntarily knitted.
It was nothing more than a pitch-black iron block, with no intricate patterns on its surface and no fluctuations of energy emanating from it.
There was absolutely nothing unusual about it.
"Could that brat have been making a fool of me?"
Bibi Dong released a thread of soul power from her palm, probing directly into the iron block.
But the instant her soul power seeped inside-
Boom-
Bibi Dong abruptly froze.
She had sensed it with perfect clarity: hidden within this seemingly unremarkable Black Iron Block was a strand of spiritual power!
It was pure, immense, and boundlessly vast!
Before that strand of spiritual power, the spiritual power she took such pride in actually trembled as though it stood before a god.
It was as insignificant as a speck of dust!
Bibi Dong abruptly cut off her soul-power probe. Her chest heaved, and a fine layer of cold sweat had already formed on her forehead.
"What terrifying pressure..."
Bibi Dong immediately realized that this Black Iron Block truly was no ordinary object!
That child really had not