For a moment, Lin Xuan's curiosity was hooked.
The others wore much the same expressions. This True Person Tianji really was lavish with his hand. No one yet knew what treasure it was, but the box holding it had already seized the first cry and stolen the show.
True Person Tianji's gaze swept across the crowd, a faint trace of smugness showing between his brows. Then he raised his right hand and pointed forward.
Following his motion, the Talisman pasted to the surface of the Jade Box immediately burst into flame without wind. A moment later, a click reached their ears—the lid had opened, and the treasure inside revealed its true face.
Milky-white spiritual light flared brightly, and an object slowly floated up. It was about a foot long, shaped almost exactly like ginseng, yet as transparent as crystal.
Thoughts spun rapidly through Lin Xuan's mind, but for the moment, he still could not figure out what treasure this was. It did not matter that he could not tell, however, because someone had already called out the treasure's name.
"Cold Soul Snow Ginseng, and with a hundred thousand years of maturity at that. This is the main ingredient for refining the Xuanyuan Cold Soul Pill. I heard it had nearly gone extinct long ago. Where did Fellow Daoist find this thing? What fine fortune, what good luck."
"What? Is that real or fake? The Xuanyuan Cold Soul Pill is of tremendous use even in increasing the magic power of us Tribulation Transcendence Stage cultivators. How could he possibly take out the main ingredient for refining it to exchange?"
Another doubtful voice reached their ears.
This suspicion was actually very reasonable. The more useful a pill was to high-level cultivators, the rarer it was. Spiritual objects that could increase the magic