The box gave off a spiritual light that filled one with expectations.
What a treasure!
Little Phoenix, who had been cultivating in Feng Wu's mind space, suddenly woke up.
"The Phoenix Pen!"
Little Phoenix cried out.
"It's the Phoenix Pen!"
Feng Wu couldn't understand why it was so excited.
Little Phoenix said, "Of course I'm excited! That used to be… Well, it's a great pen, so just take it."
Feng Wu asked, "Does it have something to do with my beautiful master?"
Little Phoenix wouldn't reveal too much and only told Feng Wu, "You just need to know it's a great pen. The pen you normally use to write inscriptions is fine, but it's not good enough for your inscriptions.
"This Phoenix Pen is a totally different story." Little Phoenix was very pleased.
