Li looked at the unremarkable young man before him. When he had first seen him, he had never imagined that he was a Level Seventeen mage. Even a Level Seventeen mage focused on research was an overwhelmingly powerful existence to those living in the mortal world.
Li asked, "What is this?"
In truth, Li had not sensed any unusual aura from the pearl, which meant that it did not actually contain much magical energy.
Yet the man before him, already one of the Twelve Round Table, held the pearl and began trembling uncontrollably, painfully forcing out a few words. "Hidden Dragon Pearl."
Li was stunned as well. He had read about the so-called Hidden Dragon Pearl in books. Put plainly, it was the magical root beneath a dragon's throat. But these were not the dragons that had once ruled the continent in this world; they were dragons like those of the Eastern Continent and Havoc in Heaven.
It was said that over four hundred years ago, all dragons on the other continents had mysteriously vanished, while the dragons of the Eastern Continent had not.
Even so, obtaining their dragon pearls was incredibly difficult. Such pearls would normally dissipate the moment a dragon died, though there was a very slight chance that they might remain behind.
The pearl itself was of no use, but it could be used to create Holy Marks.
That was right. This dragon pearl was a material for crafting high-grade Holy Marks. It was useless in the hands of ordinary people, but to high-level Holy Mark masters, it was a treasure beyond treasures.
Li's eyes heated up at the sight of it, but he soon shook his head. Although it was valuable, it was of no use to him right now.
The young man Li had saved