A small cauldron, eternal through the ages!
This is the eleventh small cauldron, now held in Ye Xuan's hand. His heart is excited, but his expression remains calm.
If it weren't for the Three-Life Three-Life Flower, Ye Xuan grabbing the small cauldron would surely provoke an onslaught of forbidden attacks.
But now a stalemate has formed; no one dares to make a move on Ye Xuan, as the Three-Life Three-Life Flower is of utmost importance.
"So everyone is fond of this strange flower, but I, Ye, am only interested in the Void-breaking Heavenly Cauldron. As for the struggle over this flower, I won't participate."
Ye Xuan quickly assessed the situation, showing a harmless demeanor, and even claimed disinterest in the flower, slowly retreating with the small cauldron in hand.
"Ye Xuan!"
