The childish voice that had offered Yunxi advice rang out again:
"She's a good person. Her aura is clear, and she even carries Merit. Maybe she can suppress that treasure, which is why I told her to go to the fifth floor."
"Little Sister Mu Xi, since you think she's so good, why don't you acknowledge her as your master yourself?"
The sharp voice pressed.
Yet this time, she received no answer—only a sigh.
Naturally, Yunxi had no idea about the exchange between the Artifact Spirits on the first floor. At that moment, she was slowly climbing the stairs. At every level, she paused for a while, making sure she would not be swept back down before continuing upward.
Two incense sticks later, Yunxi finally stepped onto the fifth floor. Only then did she belatedly realize that her Dantian was empty, and the Spiritual Qi in her Meridians had been squeezed dry.
She swiftly sat down cross-legged. This time, she held a high-grade spirit stone in each hand and began frantically absorbing Spiritual Qi, replenishing her Meridians and Dantian.
Only two hours later did Yunxi slowly open her eyes. Looking at the high-grade spirit stones that had dimmed in her hands, she was grateful that she had been cautious enough. With a turn of her wrist, she put the spirit stones into her Storage Bracelet before slowly rising.
Yunxi looked around and discovered that the fifth floor was excessively spacious. There were only five stands here, with one treasure placed upon each, all of them giving her an ancient, weathered feeling.
The five stands held a bronze seal, a black umbrella, a rust-covered sword, a white handkerchief, and a pair of golden rings.
Yunxi studied them for a long time without making heads or tails of them, muttering under her