"Excellent!"
Fu Qian was very pleased with the result.
Given the Abyss Notebook's properties, the words vanished quickly, which meant that whatever was causing the anomaly here hadn't been taken away.
That was definitely good news. It meant he hadn't made the trip for nothing.
Of course, the problem now was that it was clearly here, but he couldn't see it or sense even the slightest trace of it.
It had been hidden in a way he couldn't understand.
Fascinating, but it didn't matter. As long as it was still here, that was enough.
Fu Qian pressed a hand against the black stone wall, running his fingertip along one of the patterns.
This place wasn't very large. By all appearances, it was just an empty underground space.
The excavators had found their target, but instead of taking it away, they had hidden it here.
It couldn't be observed, and not even the slightest influence leaked from it.
It wasn't clear why they had done that, but this method undoubtedly involved Supernatural Power.
And if it could conceal itself so thoroughly from a demigod, its rank was probably quite high.
Fu Qian paced around as he pondered.
There was, naturally, still a way.
Jingle, jingle!
After circling the area, Fu Qian didn't hesitate. He took out a transparent bell.
As its clear chime rang out, Eternal Clarity of Thought activated, dispelling the supernatural.
The very next moment, Fu Qian noticed the scene before his eyes change.
At the center of a twisted pattern on the black flagstones beneath his feet, a cup appeared out of thin air.
It was an unusual cup, about the size of his palm, gleaming with the luster of gold.
What made it especially striking was its pattern, unlike those around it: countless whirlpools intertwined with one