Eunuch Mei frowned, but said nothing more. Turning to Matron Yue, he said, "Please join me in bringing forth the sacred artifact, Matron Yue!"
At the end of the great hall, Su Qingyang saw a stone platform. Above it sat a perfectly square box, entirely black and utterly still!
Ancient inscriptions were carved around the box, seemingly depicting a star. They were exceedingly mysterious.
Matron Yue and Eunuch Mei walked to the stone platform together. At the same time, they raised their hands and formed a wondrous hand seal.
In an instant, the ancient inscriptions on the box seemed to come alive!
The inscriptions writhed like tadpoles. Clear light surged in all directions, and the entire hall seemed to have been cast into a vast sea of stars.
Crack!
A faint red glow shone from within the box, illuminating the entire hall. An ancient, boundless aura slowly spilled forth as well.
A statue of a black sheep with a young maiden's head slowly emerged.
It sat cross-legged in a bizarre posture, its two hooves pressed together as though praying for something. An ancient, profound aura lingered around it.
"A sacred artifact?"
Su Qingyang gazed at the black sheep and slowly spoke, a trace of surprise flashing through his eyes. No matter what, he had never expected the so-called sacred object to look like this.
"Respectfully welcome Lady of Worship!"
"Respectfully welcome Lady of Worship!"
Matron Yue and Eunuch Mei both wore solemn expressions as they respectfully carried out the black sheep statue. Though it was clearly very small, it felt as though they were lifting a mountain as they slowly approached Su Qingyang.
"Please prick your finger and let a drop of blood fall upon Lady of Worship, Young Master."
Su Qingyang examined the black sheep. At that very moment,