บท 683: Meals

The golden crystal itself almost looked like a teardrop made of transparent ice. It was about eight to nine inches in size, just small enough to be held in one hand. Although its outer layer was transparent, the core was filled by a small bright yellow light that was the source of all the golden radiance.

Hao Xuan felt a strange type of hunger looking at it. A feeling of emptiness that had always been there suddenly became much more noticeable.

Hao Xuan could feel the weakness in his body, from his muscles to the bones, to every single nerve and cell, they were all crying out, begging for him to reach out. His stomach grumbled so loudly that it even startled him.

'Did it get left behind from the lightning strike? I can feel so much pure spiritual energy coming off of it!' Hao Xuan thought staring at this otherworldly object.

*Beep*

'You are correct. It is left behind from the lightning strike.'

Baracus spoke up, confirming Hao Xuan's hypothesis.