Seal Box

The moment Jiang Ping An heard there was money involved, his interest was piqued.

The assassination attempt earlier had destroyed the items in Wang Dong's shop. The money he had earned over the past few days had basically all gone toward compensation, and even the Immortal Crystals he needed for his breakthrough were gone.

"Master Jiang, I'll come pick you up at the shop," Gu Wei said respectfully.

"No need to call me Master Jiang. Just call me Daoist Jiang. Also, I'm no longer working at the shop. I'm by the Demon Domain Teleportation Array."

"Alright, Daoist Jiang. I'll come get you right away."

In less than the time it took to burn an incense stick, Gu Wei arrived.

Gu Wei wore spotless white robes and looked like a young man barely past twenty. As he walked along the road, many who recognized him cast respectful looks his way.

A weapon-refinement genius like him would become a Weapon Refinement Immortal Master sooner or later.

"Daoist Gu, what do you need repaired?" Jiang Ping An asked.

"This isn't a suitable place to talk. We'll discuss it when we get there."

Gu Wei led Jiang Ping An away to a private courtyard.

There were seven or eight Cultivators there, men and women alike, most of them at the Domain Realm Late Stage.

Their brows were tightly furrowed as they gathered around a blue stone table. An ancient box sat atop it, damaged and covered in incomplete runes.

Gu Wei transmitted his voice to Jiang Ping An. "This box is a type of Seal Box, suspected to have come from an Immortal's tomb. But it's too old. The box couldn't withstand the erosion of time and was damaged."

"There may be treasures inside. Once the Seal Box is damaged, whatever is inside will