"Aren't you afraid that the Demon Emperor's father will come looking for you? Keeping it is just a disaster." Ming Yue sighed, wondering what kind of situation this was.
Qing Feng might feel pity, but prefers to avoid trouble.
"Handled so quickly? I thought you two would chat away with Hu Sanniang." Gu Shanhai leisurely floated in.
"Master, you're quite the joker, talking with the Demon Race without fearing they might suddenly eat us." Qing Feng replied and handed the bone armor to Gu Shanhai: "Here, 'Xuantian Treasure Record', this thing seems to have no other use besides being sturdy."
Gu Shanhai glanced briefly and instantly translated it.
"Yes, besides being sturdy, it's of no other use. You can keep it for fun, it's probably a piece of some God Demon's bone. As for the cultivation technique, it's quite ordinary and not very useful."
Upon hearing it was a piece of bone, Qing Feng's eyes suddenly lit up: "So can this thing stew soup?"
