Little Zhu Yan and the God Beating Bowl were simply two outstanding troublemakers. Just moments ago, they were having a "friendly" conversation, feeling like old grudges had been resolved. The next moment, they were wrestling together. This time, the God Beating Bowl didn't have the Golden Sand within the bowl to use as a treasure, so it couldn't take any advantage over Little Zhu Yan. The God Beating Bowl was incredibly hard; you could say it was like a rock that could collide with an Emperor's Artifact. However, the physical body of the Zhu Yan clan was innately formidable, and through subsequent cultivation, it would become increasingly freakishly strong. So, even though Little Zhu Yan got smashed on the head by the God Beating Bowl until it saw stars, it wasn't harmed; there was no injury at all!
"Tell me, what did my father leave for me..." Little Zhu Yan said, hands gripping the God Beating Bowl, ready to bite.
