Chen Shouyi continued taking everything out of the box.
They were all sorts of odd and peculiar things.
A long, spiraling spear that looked like jadeite.
A curved horn, orange-yellow in color and smooth as jade, though he had no idea what animal it came from.
But none of these were of any use to him. They could only serve as collectibles.
Just then, Chen Shouyi's expression shifted slightly. He looked at the scepter at the very bottom, covered in countless mysterious reliefs.
The scepter was glossy black, carved all over with fierce birds and savage beasts. It gave off a faintly bloody, ferocious aura.
Compared to the generally rough style of the other world, this scepter was remarkably finely crafted, as exquisite as a work of art.
But that wasn't what surprised Chen Shouyi.
He had actually spotted a soul hidden inside one of the carved beasts on the scepter.
Perhaps "sealed" was a more accurate word.
As a Divine Creature, he could see many things ordinary people could not.
It was a Beast Soul, with a grotesque, terrifying appearance.
Perhaps it had been locked away for too long. Its temperament was incredibly violent. When it realized Chen Shouyi could apparently see it, it roared savagely and struggled, as if trying to break through the seal.
Chen Shouyi's face changed. He immediately made an excuse, took the scepter back to his bedroom, and shut the door.
For some reason, seeing this scepter made him think of the phantom beasts that appeared behind the Totem Warriors of the God of Hunting's tribe when they fought.
"Could this scepter and the Beast Soul be used to make Totem Warriors?" Chen Shouyi mused. "If so, then this scepter must be something important to the God of Hunting's tribe."
But he felt no