Amazing Portrait, the Deeply Mysterious Green Lotus Sect

The dim candlelight was steady, without any flickering between light and darkness.

The floor, the walls, and even the altar were all spotlessly clean—so clean that it could be said not a speck of dust remained.

This level of cleanliness would satisfy anyone with severe mysophobia.

That was highly abnormal.

"Fresh offerings, unused candles, and a spotless environment... It seems some kind of power has locked this temple in place, turning it into an independent space."

"Although it's filled with the aura of passing years, it hasn't been worn down by time."

His gaze fell on the few incense sticks on the offering table.

They were very ordinary.

They were nothing like the thick incense sticks in some temples, which could be as thick as a thumb—or even an arm.

These were only about as thick as a knitting needle, and barely over thirty centimeters long. They felt light as a feather in his hand, and their surfaces were rough and uneven.

However, if he brought one close and smelled it carefully, he could detect the fragrance of Chinese medicinal herbs.

Jiang Qiao didn't know much about medicinal ingredients, but he could make out the scent of musk.

"This incense looks ordinary, but the materials used to make it are probably all precious."

"This is truly understated luxury."

Whether on Blue Star or Earth, natural musk had been banned as a medicinal ingredient.

That was because its sources—whether the Siberian musk deer, forest musk deer, or Alpine musk deer—were all first-class protected animals, commonly known as creatures that would land you in prison for life.

As a result, medicines requiring musk could only use artificial musk instead.

Objectively speaking, its medicinal effects were certainly greatly reduced.

But there was nothing that could be done about it.

Even if you hunted