The Wind and Rain Are Dark

When he saw what was inside the jade box, the corner of Su Yi's lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

Another paper crane!

Why did that madwoman love folding paper cranes so much?

Su Yi was thoroughly speechless.

But then he froze, sensing that this paper crane was different.

Its entire body was pale silver, its eyes like a pair of crystalline blood diamonds. Its head was bowed, its beak preening its wings; it was lifelike, vivid as though alive.

On the paper crane's back rested a Bronze Box no larger than a grain of rice.

Even more incredible, tiny as the Bronze Box already was, a slip of paper had been sealed onto it.

The writing on the slip was so minuscule that it could only be read with Divine Sense.

"Old Thief Su, keep this box safe for me."

"If one day your life is in danger, open this box."

"I know you definitely won't listen and are dying to know what's inside that box, but give me some face this time. Don't do it, all right?"

After reading the words on the slip, Su Yi could not help rubbing his nose.

That madwoman had guessed right. If not for that final sentence, he would have opened this rice-grain-sized box long ago.

"To actually use Star Soul Silk and Profound Demon Blood Crystal to fold a paper crane... what a dreadful waste..."

Su Yi grumbled inwardly before closing the jade box again.

In his previous life, as the Xuan Jun Sword Master who stood supreme over the Great Wilderness, he had gathered countless rare treasures over the years.

Yet compared with the owner of that pawnshop, he still fell somewhat short.

That woman, beautiful to an outrageous degree yet possessed of an extremely fiery temper, held countless mysterious and unknowable