A Heaven-Shaking Upheaval

As Zhang Chen, Zhou Qiucheng, and the other students headed toward the center of the world, they spotted from afar a stone platform built at the heart of the crystalline world. Hovering above it was a small grayish stick, like some old, broken piece of wood.

"What the hell is that?" Shen Qiu looked curious. "A rotten stick? It doesn't have any Mysterious Power at all. How can it count as a treasure?"

Hearing this, Zhou Qiucheng stroked his beard and smiled. "This is no rotten piece of wood. It is a ruler used to measure scales."

"A ruler?" The crowd exchanged looks, their interest instantly piqued as they gathered closer to inspect it.

Zhang Chen stared carefully at the ruler. Its surface was covered in uneven dents and bumps, while grease stains and dust seemed to have crossed the river of time, remaining undispersed even after ten million years. It looked as though it were smeared with filth, and the markings upon it had long since blurred.

Yet its general form could still barely be made out. One could tell that it was shaped like a piece of wood.

Can this thing really resonate with the Spiritual World? I can't see it, Zhang Chen silently mused.

"This is the treasure that can enter the Spiritual World? Toss it onto the street, and no one would even want it. It wouldn't even burn well enough to serve as firewood. It can't even qualify as decent kindling." Tu Shan Qing curiously examined the grayish ruler.

Zhou Qiucheng smiled at that. "Do not underestimate this ruler. Though it appears ordinary at present, on the final day of every three hundred and sixty-five-day year, it will inevitably mysteriously revive. It will then wield wondrous power, shortening the distance between the Material World and