At Zhang Xiufu's gesture, the middle-aged man presented the porcelain bottle directly to Wang Yu with both hands.
Wang Yu took the porcelain bottle and blew a breath from his mouth.
The talisman drifted down without a sound.
Wang Yu did not open the lid. Instead, he released a wisp of divine thought and sent it straight inside for a quick inspection.
Inside the black porcelain bottle was a mass of green flame.
At the heart of the flame, he could faintly make out the phantom of a Huge-Footed Long-Eared Rabbit.
The instant his divine thought entered the bottle, the rabbit phantom seemed to sense something. It immediately grew wildly agitated, desperately ramming its head against the bottle's walls.
The black porcelain bottle was clearly no ordinary object either. Lacking a physical body, the rabbit phantom battered itself dizzy and tumbled over and over, like a headless fly.
Judging by the residual aura emanating from this beast soul, it had indeed belonged to a second-tier demon beast in life, but only an Early Second Tier one. It did not seem particularly powerful.
On reflection, that made sense. How powerful could a rabbit demon beast be? Had it truly been a ferocious second-tier beast, Zhang Xiufu probably would not have dared provoke it.
With that thought, Wang Yu beckoned through the air with one hand. The drifting talisman circled once and attached itself to the porcelain bottle again. Only then did he ask the old man:
"Very well. It is indeed a complete second-tier beast soul. I'll exchange these two magical artifacts for your yang gang jade and beast soul."
"Agreed," the old man replied without hesitation.
Wang Yu shook his sleeve, and the two magical artifacts hovering before him flew straight over. Meanwhile, the porcelain bottle and Iron Casket in