"Huh? How do you have such a thing?"
The Coiled Dragon spat out two inner cores—one emitted a ghostly green glow, likely the Poison Pill of Tianwu, while the other was pitch-black, most likely belonging to a Tree Spirit.
After spitting out the inner cores, the Coiled Dragon stared longingly at the items on the ground, its gaze filled with greed.
"You want to eat them?" Song Lin instantly discerned the desire in the Coiled Dragon's eyes.
The Coiled Dragon nodded frantically, worried Song Lin would refuse.
"Alright, go ahead and eat." Song Lin thought to himself that there was no use keeping them, so letting the Coiled Dragon consume them wouldn't be a problem.
Upon hearing this, the Coiled Dragon opened its massive maw filled with razor-sharp teeth and swallowed the orbs whole, crunching them audibly.
Song Lin watched cautiously, fearing the two inner cores might explode.
