"Ah, my Divine Maiden's Cauldron... you brat, give me back my Divine Maiden's Cauldron..." Seeing the Divine Maiden's Cauldron that he hadn't had time to retrieve fall into Wang Xiaoqiang's hands, the King of Eastern Mountain shouted in anguish. Losing the Heavenly Eye Fruit was still acceptable, but if he lost the Divine Maiden's Cauldron as well, that would be truly unfortunate!
The Divine Maiden's Cauldron had cost him the entire wealth of the Eastern Mountain Tribe at an auction; if it was lost, he would feel like dying.
"This Divine Maiden's Cauldron in your hands disgraces this Immortal Artifact. From now on, it belongs to Wang Xiaoqiang..." Wang Xiaoqiang said, raising the Cauldron high above his head. At the same time, he stomped his feet, his body leaping like a dragon, crashing upwards into the blue light net above.
"You scoundrel, give me back the Divine Maiden's Cauldron..." The King of Eastern Mountain rushed forward despite his sudden injuries.
