From the surface, the pitch-black Jade Slip looked utterly unremarkable. Aside from a few ancient, simple patterns carved on both ends, there was nothing peculiar about it at all.
Yet when Lin Xuan swept it with his divine sense, he was blocked outside, unable to enter even a fraction.
Secretly startled, Lin Xuan's face remained calm and indifferent. He reached out a hand. "Let me take a look."
"Yes." Wu Li respectfully offered up the Jade Slip, then stepped back and stood with his hands at his sides, though his eyes were filled with hope.
Lin Xuan took the Jade Slip. Its surface was very smooth; one glance was enough to tell it was an object of great age.
After a brief pause, Lin Xuan released his divine sense again. This time, he sensed it very clearly: the moment his divine sense touched the surface of the Jade Slip, it was stopped. But since he was prepared, he did not panic. He drew a breath, the true essence within his body circulated, and he expanded his divine sense to its limit.
A short while later, Lin Xuan put the Jade Slip down. His divine sense actually could not enter it. Since stepping onto the path of immortality, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation!
One had to know, the function of a Jade Slip was equivalent to books in the mortal world. Logically speaking, even a cultivator at the first layer of the Spirit Movement Stage should have no problem examining it.
Where exactly had something gone wrong?
Lin Xuan frowned in thought.
"Senior, there is no need to waste more effort. This Jade Slip is simply a damaged piece of trash."
"Trash?"
Lin Xuan turned his head. The shopkeeper had appeared behind him. This man