Kapitel 120: Never-Ending Clan?

"Wang Baole!"

"An alchemical cauldron, that's definitely an alchemical cauldron! This Wang Baole actually managed to bring an alchemical cauldron out! Puppets are hanging all around the alchemical cauldron as well!"

"What's the big deal about the alchemical cauldron? It has no lid, and inside it… darn it, there are tons of materials. I even saw some broken Dharmic Armament fragments!"

"…"

As the crowd reeled in shock, Wang Baole picked his ears in order to adjust to the sounds surrounding him. He was indescribably delighted and could not help clearing his throat forcefully before snapping his fingers with his gloved right hand.

Instantly, the puppets hanging on the pail all released their grip. With a loud whoosh, the uncountable objects that they had been carrying fell all over the ground.