Midnight.
The mechanism of the Treasure-Bearing Dragon Horn was about to refresh, and the entire Dragon Forest grew restless. Wang Yu, sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes.
His perception had already spread outward, taking the Dragon Forest into view like a satellite. This method of perception was rather like standing high in the sky and taking a photograph.
The image had a slight delay, but it could greatly reduce the chance of being discovered.
He wanted to see which piece of land in the Core Area had the highest treasure yield, and then... rob the hell out of it!
Before he possessed an immortal treasure, he had kept his head down and suppressed his ambition. Now that he had an immortal treasure, how could he keep pretending to be a coward? In any case, the one who had done it was the Qilin Son. What did it have to do with him, Wang Yu?
After making up his mind, time continued to pass.
While he was at it, Wang Yu also probed the Treasure-Bearing Dragon Horn beneath his feet. He did not know whether it was because the fortune on him was so dense, or for some other reason.
Even though it was only a Treasure-Bearing Dragon Horn on the outskirts, at this moment, it produced an astonishing change. A golden pillar of light shot into the heavens, wrapping the entire dragon horn within. Wang Yu flew up and stood suspended in the void, staring at the scene, stunned.
A sheet of soft, golden cloth covered in mysterious ancient kirin patterns drifted out from the pillar of light and directly burrowed into Wang Yu's brow, into his Niwan Palace.
This was... an Ancient Emperor Brocade Book.
It was recorded with the Kirin Race's unique Law Secret Runes, and there were