There was indeed something moving around his waist, pulsing continuously, so Zhang Ze reached out and touched it.
Fortunately, it wasn't the spirit root but a small sphere. He wasn't sure when this little thing rolled into his belt.
Taking out the small sphere and placing it in his palm, Zhang Ze discovered it was glowing with a faint golden light.
The golden light was gentle, carrying a somewhat transcendent feeling, without any demon aura escaping, instead emitting a faint spirit charm.
It looked like whatever was inside was about to break out of its shell.
He wasn't sure what kind of demon race was sleeping inside this stone pill.
The intersection of two tasks, Hundred Demons Sect and Thousand Mechanism Pavilion, was this small sphere. He thought they would have to wait half a year, but unexpectedly, news came within a month.
The stone pill was not a demon, Zhang Ze thought about the information Mr. Qiu leaked, and his curiosity grew stronger.
