"What kind of treasure is this?" The person beside Xia Xiu looked at the lotus seed and asked in confusion.
Xia Xiu closed her eyes and immersed her spirit in it, carefully sensing its nature. After a while, she shook her head slightly, her brows furrowing. "It feels like an ordinary lotus seed. There's nothing unusual about it."
But the clear light that had burst forth like a fountain when it appeared, and the fresh white lotus it had outlined, both showed that it was anything but ordinary!
Tan Ping had already recovered Water Ancestor's memories and knowledge. After a moment's thought, he said, "Perhaps we need to plant it somewhere with a spiritual spring to nourish it. Only once it puts out branches and leaves, blossoms, and bears fruit will we know what's so miraculous about this lotus seed."
"Elder Brother Tan is right." Xia Xiu nodded gently, filled with gratitude toward Tan Ping. He had been so generous as to share the Huang Liang Pillow, a rare and precious treasure, with everyone.
Then she described what she had seen in the "dream." When she saw that everyone was just as bewildered and had no idea what it meant, she changed the subject. "Then let's find a place with a spiritual spring here on Changmen Island and plant it. We can wait for it to bloom while searching for our own immortal fortunes."
The others readily agreed, eager to see what fate awaited them when they used the Huang Liang Pillow. Only Tan Ping's gaze remained deep and distant as he thought of other matters. Xia Xiu and the others didn't know what that stretch of history represented, but how could he, with Water Ancestor's memories and knowledge restored, fail to understand? That seemingly tranquil scene had concealed a