Carved Fragment

Origin Mansion, top floor of the Broken Tower.

Click!

Xu Xiaoshou exerted only the slightest force, yet the spiritual array on the purple magic box shattered, and the box opened.

It was completely unlike the Buddha's radiance he had imagined, or surging demonic energy soaring into the heavens.

Inside the box lay nothing more than an utterly ordinary bronze fragment.

"What the hell is this?"

Having waited with great anticipation only to see this piece of junk, Xu Xiaoshou's face filled with black-question-mark disbelief.

He picked up the fragment and examined it closely.

It was incredibly heavy in his hand, like a rusted old piece of iron. Yet no matter how he wiped it, not a trace of grime came away.

There were carvings on it. Like the fragment itself, the carvings were only a tiny portion of something larger, impossible to make sense of.

Xu Xiaoshou reckoned that even if the complete carving were placed before him, he still would not be able to make heads or tails of it.

Other than its texture, the carved fragment retained a faint bronze hue. The carvings themselves had likely originally been the same color.

That much could be seen from the few relatively clean spots.

But overall, it was merely a bronze fragment contaminated by something unknown, covered in black grime that could not be wiped away.

"This thing was what gave me that dangerous warning?"

Xu Xiaoshou frowned, unconvinced.

He casually tossed the thing onto the table, then rummaged through the purple magic box again. There was no hidden layer, nor was there a secret compartment concealed beneath its lid.

All in all, the magic box was merely a magic box. It was not some mechanical device capable of transforming.

And judging by its material, it was only a somewhat