"Damn bastard!"
"Who are you calling a bastard?"
"Hmm?"
Hearing the voice, Xiao Qing jumped and looked around.
Yet she could not see a single person.
"Who is it? Who's playing ghost tricks?" Xiao Qing said.
The voice rang out once more.
"Tell me what happened. The snake people chasing you didn't seem to be ordinary snake people."
"You really do meddle in everything."
As Xiao Qing spoke, she carefully tried to determine where the other person was.
"You saved me this time. Great kindness need not be thanked in words—leave your name?"
"Forget the name. As payment for saving you, I'll ask you a few questions. I hope you'll answer truthfully."
"Ask away, except for private matters. And can you return my treasure to me?"
"If I'm not mistaken, this is the Burial Dust Samsara Mirror, the supreme treasure guarded by the Snake People Tribe for generations. It is said that this mirror was a divine artifact formed from the shed skin of the Ancient Snake God, containing the power of the desert's eternal cycle."
The Burial Dust Samsara Mirror bore an ouroboros totem upon its surface, symbolizing the cycle of time and the rebirth of life.
Its frame was forged from snake scales and fallen star iron, secretly corresponding to the harmony of yin and yang between Heaven and Earth.
Xiao Qing's heart skipped a beat.
The Burial Dust Samsara Mirror guarded by the snake people was an absolute secret.
Even among the Snake People Tribe's upper ranks, very few knew about it.
How could an outsider know so much?
Ninety percent of the world's supreme treasures had records in Shu Mountain.
Li Xuanxiao could remember the names, preferences, and personalities of Shu Mountain's thousands of disciples.
Even their spouses, parents, and relatives.
Naturally, he knew the world's