Pixiang Palace
Li Changgeng stared at the wooden box, his eyes widening like copper bells.
Yu Yuan was also quite surprised. He did not expect that someone would actually send a bell to Golden Mother on her birthday.
Of course, there was no such thing as "sending off the deceased" in the Primordial Era.
Li Changgeng swallowed hard, then turned his head to look at Yun Zhongzi as if looking at a monster.
"How did you know there was such a treasure inside the wooden box?"
"This wooden box looks rather nice."
Yun Zhongzi gave his honest reason.
Yu Yuan glanced at Li Changgeng, whose face was written with disbelief, and couldn't help but snicker inwardly, you all have no idea about the strength of my great-nephew!
Unfortunately, the item in the wooden box was not a fragment of the Chaos Bell but a fragment of another bell-shaped Innate Spiritual Treasure.
