"Brother, it feels like there's a lot more in my mind now..."
Before Xia Hong could speak, Xia Chuan, who had just awakened, spoke first.
"What is it?"
Xia Chuan didn't answer. He just extended both of his hands with a strange look in his eyes, then opened his palms and closed his eyes, as if he were trying to channel something.
After a moment, two wisps of black energy suddenly rose from his palms.
The black energy swirled for three or four seconds before gradually dissipating. Once it had faded, a three-inch small knife and a bundle of transparent thread appeared in Xia Chuan's hands respectively.
"Aren't these the things from that Wood Puppet Monster?"
Yuan Cheng, speaking his mind, was the first to shout excitedly.
Xia Hong immediately recognized them as items from the Wood Puppet Monster as well, but unlike Yuan Cheng's excitement, he looked at Xia Chuan with some concern.
