Zhao Sheng reached out to catch the warm jade, released a thread of divine sense, and probed inside. A scripture of immortal seal script, a scant seven thousand words, quietly surfaced in his mind.
"Heavenly Flame Silence, birth and death like... virtue..."
One ancient immortal seal character after another seemed to come alive, fluttering through his mind, radiating motley, magnificent sunset light as countless flashes of spiritual insight suddenly appeared.
Just as Zhao Sheng's mind drifted into a daze, Mount Tai Immortal Venerable spoke.
"One piece of Gun God Bone is far from enough. This Venerable needs you to continue searching for more Gun God Bone."
The clear voice entered his ears and instantly jolted Zhao Sheng awake.
"Immortal Venerable, please allow this junior to report. It is not that this junior is unwilling to serve the Immortal Venerable, but the Gun Sea is truly vast and boundless. This junior toiled bitterly for many years before only luckily... luckily..."
As he spoke, Zhao Sheng suddenly found he could not go on.
This was because he had abruptly realized there was a huge flaw in his words.
The piece of Gun God Bone he had just presented still retained man-made "traces" of being cut, so his bold complaint just now had been nothing but a blatant lie.
Fortunately, Mount Tai Immortal Venerable was magnanimous by nature. Not only did he show no sign of exposing his lie, he instead tempted him with benefits.
"This Venerable naturally will not let you work for nothing. How about this: for every piece of Gun God Bone of the same size you find, this Venerable will reward you with one Star Lord quota. As for the term, let it be set at thirty thousand years."
Hearing this, Zhao Sheng could not help being visibly moved.