C537 Mountain Marrow

"What's this...?" Zhuohua's heart skipped a beat when she saw the object. She blinked in disbelief, leaned in closer for a better look, and wrapped it in her psychic force to analyze it.

"What is it?" Qingtian's voice was laced with barely contained excitement.

Zhuohua licked her lips, her eyes fixed unblinkingly on the object on the platform, feeling her throat go dry. "If I'm not mistaken