"What..."
Wilbur stared at the broken pieces on the ground in shock. The next second, the remaining dragon cauldrons, too, fell to the
ground in pieces.
"Senior..."
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Fremont said, "Wilbur, | want you to put all of the Nine Dragon Cauldrons back together. Once you can do that without them being
blown apart right after, I'll tell you the secret of the dragon clan."
"But the winds here are so strong! It's too difficult to put the cauldrons together, Senior."
Fremont said nothing and turned to leave, vanishing out of sight the next second.
"What the..." Wilbur blinked hard. "Is he... gone?"
He tried again, and the nine cauldrons were quickly assembled. This time, they lasted a few seconds until the wind knocked them
apart again. Wilbur tried many more times after that, but the cauldrons would be knocked into pieces just seconds later.
This made Wilbur rather upset, and he looked around before letting out a sigh. He squatted down, starting to put the cauldrons
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together again as he muttered, "What's Senior Fremont trying to do here? I've found all the cauldrons, so why is he making me
assemble them here? Is there shidden meaning behind this?"
Wilbur went at it for two days and finally understood Senior Fremont's intentions as he bent down to pick up a piece from what
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