Deep within the War Puppet Sect's underground palace, three ancient jade boxes rested quietly atop a stone platform.
Mo Lin's gaze swept over the three jade boxes, and a knowing curve touched his lips. Through the Immortal Eye's insight, he had long sensed the fluctuations contained within them. The crystal in the first jade box recorded the destruction of the Sacred Race, while the latter two boxes held the true "treasures."
"Youwei," Mo Lin said as he looked at Su Youwei beside him, his gentle tone carrying an unquestionable note, "go open the jade box on the left."
"Ah? Me?" Su Youwei froze for a moment and pointed at herself hesitantly.
Though curious, she felt that such an opportunity should have been opened first by Brother Mo Lin, the strongest among them.
"Go on." Mo Lin smiled and nodded, his eyes full of encouragement and certainty.
Zi Yan grinned and gave her a little push from the side. "Go on, Youwei! If Brother Mo Lin told you to do it, there must be something good inside!"
A flicker of curiosity also passed through Yao Yao's cool eyes, though she did not voice any objection.
Seeing this, Su Youwei took a deep breath, suppressed the unease in her heart, stepped forward, and carefully reached out to lift the lid of the jade box on the left.
The instant the lid opened—
"Whoosh!"
A ferocious black-and-white sword beam shot explosively from the jade box like a lurking venomous serpent! Swift as lightning, it carried a sharp aura capable of tearing through anything as it stabbed straight toward Su Youwei's face!
"Ah!" Su Youwei's face went pale with fright, and she instinctively took a step back. However, her cultivation was still too shallow for her to react effectively!
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