Shen Zhui's Plea for Help

"Three?!" Shen Zhui's eyes lit up.

He had originally thought that having even one would be pretty good, but he had never expected that, among the fourteen special treasures, three would actually be ninth-tier treasures.

"Which three?" Shen Zhui pressed.

"Please look, Lord Shen." Elder Tian Bao pointed at the third item on the stone platform.

It had originally been nothing more than an irregular strip of metal. The black, dull strip was covered in many silver spots and was hideously ugly.

But after Elder Tian Bao picked it up and waved his hand, it immediately underwent a dramatic transformation!

A faint silver-and-blue radiance spread from the treasure. Then the spotted shell covering it began to fall away, as though it had absorbed enough energy.

Silver and blue light swept back and forth across both ends of the treasure like rippling water.

After a burst of flickering light, its new appearance emerged!

Interwoven silver-and-blue stripes were perfectly embedded in the long shuttle.

The shuttle was pointed at both ends and thick in the middle.

At the perfectly symmetrical center, Elder Tian Bao gripped it with both hands and pulled in opposite directions.

"Crack!" With a crisp sound, the shuttle slowly extended from both ends, revealing a transparent three-inch-long shaft within.

Half of the shaft was crystal. Within it, a nebula-like vortex revolved, and a wave of the Origin Dao of Space instantly radiated outward. It was unbelievably beautiful, and Shen Zhui's gaze was involuntarily drawn into it.

Perfect!

Profound!

Powerful!

When it revealed its true form, even Chan Xin could not help exclaiming in admiration.

"So that's how it is. No wonder I couldn't see through it. It was concealed by a secret art. A treasure buried in dust—truly a treasure buried in dust!"

"This treasure is called the Water