A hairpin lay quietly inside a treasure box.
The hairpin's overall design was exquisite and elegant, its lines smooth and natural.
Its head was fashioned from Pure Yang Immortal Gold, which radiated dazzling Immortal Light.
Atop the hairpin was a lifelike peony. Its petals overlapped in layers, delicate and vivid, each one seeming to have been outlined with the finest brushstrokes.
At the hairpin's middle was a chain strung with divine pearls.
The divine pearls were round and full, their luster warm and gentle, like sparkling stars in the night sky.
"What a beautiful hairpin!"
Song Zhiyi stared at the hairpin without blinking.
"If you like this Immortal Treasure, take it."
Jiang Chuan did not care much. If he wanted Immortal Treasures, he could get basketfuls of them.
Whether Great Xia or the United States, neither lacked Immortal Treasures. What they lacked were Immortal Treasures that could actually be used.
Without the corresponding scriptures and cultivation arts to activate them, or the cooperation of an Immortal Treasure's artifact spirit, an Immortal Treasure was no different from junk.
"Really?"
Song Zhiyi was overjoyed.
Jiang Chuan said nothing. He simply raised a hand and tucked the hairpin into Song Zhiyi's hair.
Two rosy clouds immediately bloomed across Song Zhiyi's face.
"This artifact spirit is pretty aloof. It still hasn't made a sound," Qu Shi muttered.
"It is only relying on its true body being sturdy. Once I become an Immortal King, they'll obediently listen."
Jiang Chuan turned around, picked up the second treasure box, and opened it.
A purple shortsword appeared before his eyes.
The shortsword looked as if it had been carved from Purple Heaven Immortal Jade, yet it gleamed with golden radiance. It was even deeper and more dazzling, like a violet star in the night sky, giving off a