“This might be a saint artifact!” When Huang Xiaolong was still thinking about what it could be, the little cow yelled with an expression that could only be described as uncontrollable excitement.

“Saint artifact!” Huang Xiaolong was stunned. After snapping back to his sense, he asked in amazement, “Is this the saint artifact you were talking about in the past?”

The little cow had mentioned the saint artifact many times in the past but this time, she didn’t bother explaining it to him. Instead, an enigmatic expression appeared on her face.

Huang Xiaolong raised the chaos lightning bead in his hand and wondered, how is this a saint artifact?

“Is a saint artifact something better than the treasures born in the grandmist era? Are grandmist spiritual artifacts better than saint artifacts?” Huang Xiaolong couldn’t withhold the curiosity in his heart and...