The next moment, Yu Ci's small curiosity was satisfied. He did indeed see the mark, but his expression did not change much. It was what it was. Other matters filled his mind, leaving no room for idle thoughts.
If Madame Yellow Springs had been lying here, he might have taken a few more looks—well, it would not have been a matter of merely a few looks.
Watching Lu Ya's fingertip brush over the mark and confirm its authenticity, a purer joy finally surged into his heart.
This was indeed a physical body—unless the principles behind its reconstruction had been so pointless as to reproduce even such a mark.
Then Madame Miao's body could only have been placed here long ago by Madame Yellow Springs. Naturally, this place became one of Madame Yellow Springs' hidden treasure troves. There might not be any ritual implements or magical treasures inside, but it was highly likely to be where she had stored the many fruits of her research over the years in Donghua Palace.
Yu Ci believed that nothing could reveal Madame Yellow Springs' true foundation more clearly than these things. He had to view them with entirely new eyes.
The same went for the model in his hands.
Yu Ci released the model again and spread it out. Looking at its miniature yet precisely proportioned palace structures, he fell silent for a time.
Ever since obtaining this object from Young Master Di, he had attached considerable importance to it and had never ceased probing its mysteries. Yet fact after fact proved that he still needed to revise his understanding of it further.
The model's most basic use was as a map. Through it, he could gain the most direct understanding of the Nine Truths Immortal Palace.
At the same time, the model was