After a long time, the dragon marten still hadn't appeared. Bi Fan had nearly resorted to force, ready to break the restriction on the sandalwood box outright.
But he kept his head, and ultimately didn't do it.
Some time later, the dragon marten appeared, bringing out a pearl the size of a fist.
The pearl was wrapped in space, floating in midair.
"Gluttonous Marten, what took you so long?"
"This little sandalwood box had a hundred and eight restrictions! The last nine were so tough that I had to go through hell to break them and get the treasure out for you," the dragon marten sighed.
If even the dragon marten thought those restrictions were formidable, then they truly were.
"Dragon marten, what exactly is this treasure? It doesn't seem to give off any aura," Bi Fan asked.
"Bi Fan, don't tell me you can't recognize it. This is a holy relic, left behind by a powerful Buddhist master. It's a fine one, too. I'd say it was left behind by a Buddhist master who was at least a peak Hongmeng Saint Venerable when he died," the dragon marten said excitedly.
"A holy relic?" Bi Fan exclaimed in shock.
Bi Fan knew about holy relics. Before some Buddhist masters died, they gathered all their energy and knowledge together, forming a holy relic.
Anyone who obtained and refined a holy relic could inherit everything its former owner had possessed in life—not only their energy, but also their martial cultivation and knowledge. Nothing was left out.
This holy relic was immensely important to Bi Fan.
Refining it would not only raise his cultivation, but also grant him a wealth of Buddhist martial arts and knowledge, which would help him cultivate the Buddha's Kingdom in the Palm.
"This holy relic is a real