This time, Emperor Huangyang had brought quite a lot of his belongings out with him again. He did not mind that I had robbed him once before; this time, he had even sent his people straight into the Soul Urn. I rummaged through some interesting spoils and unexpectedly found a stone slab that resembled the Qilin Sacred Art. This immediately caught Han Shanshan's attention. After taking out the slab and studying it for quite a while, she said, "It looks a lot like a cultivation art. Emperor Huangyang has given us another generous gift this time."
The stone slab was crimson as fire, its writing engraved in flowing flames. The entire slab seemed to have flames suspended inside it, hollow and hanging in midair, an astonishing sight. Yet beneath the blazing flames, the stone slab was not particularly hot, showing that the fire was actually very weak.
I immediately asked, "What do you think it is?"
"Just from the writing, the vitality in the surrounding space can burn it into words. They keep appearing on the stone slab. If an immortal cultivator were to chant the incantation, it would probably burst into flames at any moment. This object is clearly extraordinary!" Han Shanshan exclaimed happily.
I smiled and handed it to Xijun. "Take a look and see what it is. Last time, Emperor Huangyang thought he hadn't thrown away good enough things, so this time he brought out all his belongings."
Xijun happily took it and deliberately waved it in front of Song Wanyi, saying, "Mountain Ghost, did you see that? I told you Brother would find Yuan Feng's Scaled Armor Divine Art for me, didn't I? That's why Brother dotes on me the most."
She was used to speaking like that, and everyone still treated her like a child,