Zhou Xuan slowly opened his hand.
A strange white stone half the size of a fist lay in his palm.
Its surface was smooth and fine, with what looked like incredibly thin strands of light drifting slowly inside.
It had no sharp edge, no killing intent, and no powerful fluctuations of a magical treasure.
Yet one glance was all it took for Lin Qingzhu to find herself unable to look away.
As she approached the stone, the spiritual power inside her body slowed of its own accord.
That slowing did not mean it had weakened.
The noise had diminished.
Like a pot of bubbling water that had suddenly settled.
"Hold it and see."
Zhou Xuan handed the stone over.
Lin Qingzhu reached out and took it.
The stone felt pleasantly smooth in her hand, neither hot nor cold.
The moment she grasped it, her spiritual power circulated through her meridians on its own.
Several spots that had grown sluggish from days of mental strain were slowly soothed by a very gentle force.
Lin Qingzhu froze where she stood.
She did not practice the Taia Immortal Vein's cultivation methods, nor did she suffer from the turbulence of their Immortal Vein.
Yet merely holding it had produced this response.
What would happen when someone from Taia got their hands on it?
She looked down at the stone in her hand, unable to collect herself for a long while.
"What is this?"
Zhou Xuan raised his hand and wiped away the remaining traces of blood from his palm.
"The Meridian-Stabilizing Divine Stone."
Lin Qingzhu repeated it.
"The Meridian-Stabilizing Divine Stone..."
The name was very straightforward.
Straightforward in a way that suited Zhou Xuan perfectly.
But she had no desire to pick faults now.
She knew perfectly well that the name was not the