Mr. Fang Got the Legend of the White Snake?

The Xichi Spiritual Master looked sulky since she didn't like this demonic woman. Since it wasn't polite to not answer the question, she reluctantly said with a small silver revolver in her hand, "I didn't expect that I would become one of the top three. I came here mainly to watch Yun'er compete. I'm quite surprised."

"You are surprised that you got the great result of third place, right?" Ning Bi asked, "Do you have anything that you want in particular?"

"Of course, I want a carrier," Xichi Spiritual Master said, "But I don't have high hopes for it."

"Let's see what's in the chest!"

Xichi Spiritual Master opened her chest.

The audience suddenly gasped.

A golden aircraft appeared in the stage. Its golden color and streamlined-shape showed its uniqueness.

"It's a shuttle! A flying spiritual artifact for aerospace transport of the Protoss faction!"

"My goodness!"