But they still had to move forward. With the beads in hand, they instantly felt much more at ease.
Could Feng Moxi admit that Little Shadow was the one who told her?
"I guessed."
The four of them looked at each other and smiled.
Chaoyang suddenly pulled out a golden whip and handed it to Feng Moxi. As if presenting a treasure, he said,
"The Golden Dragon Whip. It faintly carries some Golden Spiritual Power. It feels like it was tailor-made for you. Try it!"
Feng Moxi took the Golden Dragon Whip. She saw that the handle was engraved with intricate patterns. Upon closer inspection, she saw it resembled a phoenix taking flight, its wings unfurled.
The whip itself was made from some unknown material.
It felt heavy in her hand.
A faint stream of Golden Spiritual Power coursed along the whip's length.
Feng Moxi was overjoyed. She stood up and casually swung the whip. It cut through the air with a WHOOSH, carrying a faint metallic ringing.
It was like the soft cry of a phoenix.
