He Qing looked tenderly at the bronze five bat pendant in her hand, a hint of satisfaction flickered in her eyes.
But, just as with the previous Blood Cicada, when the pale green smoke returned to He Laoer and Laoqi, the color of the bronze pendant immediately faded. What was once a lustrous and glossy surface became a dull, encrusted, and utterly unattractive accessory.
He Qing didn't mind in the slightest. Her desire for these two items stemmed from finding them quite novel, and now that the Five Bat Pendant was being obedient and sensible, unlike the Blood Cicada which had required violent suppression, it saved her a lot of effort, naturally making her happy.
