At that moment, his spirits were at ease and his expression was delighted. Clearly pleased by the stabilization of his cultivation and the grandeur of the celebration, he walked unhurriedly toward the lavish banquet in the front courtyard, ready to continue entertaining his guests and presiding over the festivities.
Only after the city lord had vanished into the distance, the lingering Dao resonance had gradually dissipated, and silence had settled over the courtyard did Lin Feng once again confirm that no one was nearby. The restrictive seals lay dormant, the guards had withdrawn, and not a trace of danger remained.
The next instant, his figure flashed forward. Like a breeze passing through a hall, he left neither mark nor trace as he slipped into the study in a heartbeat.
The study was elegant and antique, quiet with the fragrance of books. Everything was neatly arranged, with shelves lining the walls, filled with ancient cultivation texts, star-domain secrets, and records of Daoist arts. The desk stood squarely in place, brushes and ink resting undisturbed, and every corner carried the composed air of a mighty cultivator's secluded retreat.
Lin Feng's gaze swept through the room like lightning, missing no corner of the desk, drawers, hidden compartments, or bookshelves. His eyes quickly settled on an exquisite jade box on the highest shelf.
The jade box was lustrous and translucent, its spiritual radiance restrained and its seal intact. It seemed unremarkable, yet faintly exuded a familiar, vast ancient aura. It shared the same origin and essence as his five Return to the Ruins Tokens, resonating with them from afar.
Found it!
Lin Feng raised his hand and gently took down the jade box. With a slight stir of spiritual power at his fingertips, he silently unraveled its outer seal and lifted the lid. A