Back then in Nether Province, Lu Qing had never dared to take out that nameless golden object, afraid that the moment he did, it would blaze with light and proclaim its own existence.
At the thought of cultivators swarming over him, perhaps with ambushes waiting along the way, Lu Qing maintained his usual calm and unhurried mindset. He had forced himself to wait until now before finally examining what exactly this thing he had obtained by chance was.
Judging by its appearance alone.
It had already lost that layer of golden radiance, revealing what lay beneath.
Focusing his gaze, he saw that what rested in his palm was a round, mirror-shaped stone.
It was round and smooth, with a touch like silk beneath his fingers. Yet no matter how smooth it was, Lu Qing had not forgotten that aside from resembling a mirror in appearance, it was otherwise an utterly ordinary stone, wasn't it?
"It's really a stone. But what kind of stone glows with golden light? Or is it simply a glowing stone?"
Lu Qing was somewhat puzzled. His divine sense was no longer what it used to be, yet when it fell upon the stone before him, he could not discern the slightest hint of anything mysterious.
"Is it a magical artifact, or something else?"
Lu Qing took out the Wooden Fish Bell again and flicked it with a finger. With a dong, the round mirror-stone remained utterly unmoved, steady as a mountain.
"Go again." Lu Qing raised a finger, and a spell flickering with faint golden light likewise sank harmlessly into the round mirror-pebble.
Lu Qing stroked the pebble without sensing anything unusual. His divine sense slowly spread out, preparing to refine it.
Only then did the round mirror-stone show the slightest movement.
Whoosh—
As though a