Chen Lin pondered in his room for a long time. He felt as though he had understood something, yet it remained unclear. In the end, he could only bury his doubts in his heart.
Then he stood up, ready to leave the room.
"Hm?"
Just as he rose, Chen Lin's expression shifted.
He reached toward his chest.
He took out a small piece of straw weaving.
"The Grass Mandarin Duck?"
"This came out with me too?"
Chen Lin stared at the object in his hand in astonishment.
He found it utterly inconceivable.
He could just barely explain how the Golden Book Page had come out with him. After all, both the Holy Pagoda and the Seven-Star Shining Sun Cultivation Technique had mysterious origins, so extraordinary occurrences were understandable.
But San Niu had woven this Grass Mandarin Duck on a whim, using ordinary grass stems. How could it have manifested in reality too?
"No!"
"Something is definitely wrong!"
Chen Lin recalled San Niu's figure and every little moment they had shared, but there had been nothing unusual about her in his memories.
She had simply been his childhood sweetheart.
They had been together practically their entire lives, and she had later become his wife. They had spent their days and nights together, their temples brushing in intimate moments. If there had truly been something unusual about her, he could not possibly have missed every sign.
Yet the evidence lay before his eyes.
Chen Lin looked at the Grass Mandarin Duck.
The fact that this object could be brought out meant San Niu was definitely no ordinary person.
She was very likely a Divine Being left over from Elder Ancient times, just like Huiye.
But why had she hidden it from him?
Or had she not awakened before, only recovering her memories