Jiandan gritted her teeth slightly, forcing down the anger raging in her chest. If Yueluan were standing before her right now, she would surely tear her to pieces. There is plenty of time in the future, and she would definitely settle this score, making her wish she were dead when the time came.
"Baituan, the Purple Cauldron is severely damaged and cannot be used for the time being. Its artifact spirit has fallen into slumber, so you keep the cauldron for now. Once my spiritual consciousness recovers, I will think of a way to repair it."
Jiandan gently stroked the Silver Dragon Cauldron and ultimately let Baituan put it away.
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