"Huff... huff... huff..." The White-Headed Golden Eagle panted heavily, clearly scared out of its wits, its expression filled with terror.
"..." Li Xiaoya was speechless. This was his first time seeing a demon beast so afraid of death, let alone one at the peak of the ninth rank. With that thought, he tapped the White-Headed Golden Eagle's neck with the Fire Dragon Sword and said coldly, "Hey! I asked you a question!"
"Hmph! Hmph! Why don't you look for yourselves?" The White-Headed Golden Eagle finally regained its composure and gave several cold snorts, putting on a tough front. Unfortunately, everyone had already witnessed its earlier fear of death.
"Fellow Daoist Li! Is it telling the truth?" By then, everyone had gathered around. Qu Long Scholar hurriedly asked, his eyes fixed on the White-Headed Golden Eagle with envy and astonishment. Li Xiaoya's treasure was truly astounding-it could actually bind a ninth-rank demon beast. Fortunately, their side had not fallen out with Li Xiaoya and his companions. The others also gazed enviously at the Immortal-Binding Rope, looking as though they wished they could claim it for themselves.
"I don't know!" Li Xiaoya shook his head. After a pause, he frowned and said, "Perhaps this coward is lying to us!" Despite his words, the White-Headed Golden Eagle's claim had given him some doubts. Since it lived here, it really might have taken the Primordial Chaos Pills from the Primordial Chaos Golden Cauldron. But where was that medicinal fragrance coming from?
"Hmph! Whether I'm lying or not, you'll know once you look for yourselves!" The White-Headed Golden Eagle showed a trace of anger and snorted.
"Then I'll do it!" Everyone exchanged glances, clearly harboring doubts as well. Qu Long Scholar volunteered and started toward the raised platform holding the Primordial Chaos Golden Cauldron.
"Wait!"