The hall lamps shone through, casting lonely shadows before the desk.
"It was actually a piece of Quasi-Saint Bone..." Li Qingyun sat upright before the desk, brow furrowed as he stared at the cluster of rosy light in his hand. A cyan lamp halo sealed off the vast Lingping Heaven, blocking out the wind and rain beyond.
The gratitude, excitement, and eager impatience from moments ago had vanished from his handsome face.
This poor Daoist had merely played along.
He was no longer that inexperienced youth who still naively believed in every kind of beauty.
When pie fell from the sky, it was either a trap or pie.
"Still, when this pie came crashing down, ordinary people truly wouldn't be able to withstand the temptation."
"Even young members ranked among the Abyss Clan's top ten would probably be ecstatic to accept it..."
In his hand was a rib bone. Rosy light burst from it, while Abyss Marks faintly showed through, containing wisps of Saintly aura.
Without question, this could be forged into a top-tier Dao artifact.
Outside the Abyss Gate, that Quasi-Saint "Second Master" had taken a liking to him as a junior and bestowed this bone upon him. At the time, Li Qingyun had been "wild with joy."
After hurriedly returning to his residence, Li Qingyun sealed himself inside the secret hall to examine the bone and speculate on the Abyss Clan Quasi-Saint's true intentions.
The mysterious lamp shone upon the bone, and the Great Dao penetrated it, yet everything seemed to indicate that the bone was harmless.
It truly was a gift from an elder, not to be refused.
"Come!"
Li Qingyun's expression remained calm. He set down the bone, wrapped it in layer upon layer of Mortal Dao intent, then beckoned toward the mountain-like pile of heavenly