"This aura..."
At the sight of this, Li Shuyu and Luo Shuang both froze.
"Bzzzz!"
Amid a series of humming sounds, the door to the secret chamber slowly opened. Under the astonished gazes of the two women, Bai Yu slowly walked forward, carrying a palm-sized crystal-tiled house in his hand.
The little house looked exquisitely crafted, its entire body releasing seven-colored flowing light. Yet for some reason, even Luo Shuang felt a surge of unease rise within her the moment she saw it.
It was as though this exquisite little house was an ominous object dug out of an abyss. As long as one drew close, misfortune would coil around them.
"What... is that...?"
Feeling the might of the Fortune Pawn Gu, Luo Shuang's expression changed drastically. Could it be that Bai Yu's seclusion over the past two days had been for this extremely dangerous thing?
Li Shuyu was no better off. Even though she cultivated the Eternal Sword Intent, she still felt an innate wariness toward the object.
"It's merely a Gu. Whether it can be put to use still depends on how much strength we have—and how many fools we can fleece."
Bai Yu shook his head and casually put away the Fortune Pawn Gu. His face remained pale, and a sense of weakness seeped from his body.
"Perhaps that Mo Xuan who wants to stir up trouble would make a fine test subject..."
Bai Yu murmured softly. At present, it seemed Mo Xuan was the only person around him who might sell his fortune in exchange for something from him.
He wondered whether his identity as a Great Apothecary and Luo Shuang's identity as an alchemist could lure out some people willing to stop at nothing for resources.
Casting the stray thoughts from his mind, Bai Yu