Kapitel 1557: The Return of the God of Cooking Set!

The Qilin Transmigration Ladle?

Bu Fang took a deep breath as the System's serious voice resounded in his head. He had to admit that the name was really domineering, and it did match the image of the Qilin. That was, of course, as long as he ignored the Qilin's infectious laugh, which always left him speechless.

When holding such an ancient ladle in his hand, Bu Fang felt a powerful aura seemingly burst out of it, which made him feel as if he was filled with infinite power. This should be an illusion. How could a ladle be powerful enough to pierce the sky?

He hefted the ladle in his hand. The little cooking utensil was quite plain in appearance. Its overall color was dark, and except for the handle, it was entirely made of a strange black mineral and thus, making the ladle black.