Ten Days

Lin Yi stared at the token in his palm, his brows knotted tightly together.

"Human Sovereign Token?"

He turned it over and examined it twice more. Mountains and rivers, state and society on the front; those two large characters on the back. No matter how he turned it, it was still the same thing.

"How could something this impressive show up in a place like that?"

He couldn't figure it out.

He pushed his Spirit Eyes to their limit and once again peered through the token's surface into its interior.

He still could not see through its material. Those heavy patterns were like a wall blocking his Spirit Eyes, leaving even the material's composition a complete blur.

Yet the spiritual power was indeed clear. The layer of pure spiritual power clinging to the token's surface was plainly not one with the token itself. It seemed as though someone had wrapped it around the token afterward, yet it also seemed as if the token itself were seeping it out.

"Could it be a fake?" Lin Yi muttered, raising the token before his eyes and turning it over.

"But something even Spirit Eyes can't see through can't possibly be some roadside trinket."

Forget it.

Forcing himself to think through things he could not understand was what Lin Yi hated doing most. He tucked the token into his palm, sat cross-legged, and turned his attention to that pure spiritual power.

"Let's see if I can absorb it."

The Great Wilderness Art began to circulate. The instant he touched the spiritual power on the token's surface, the absorption went astonishingly smoothly. It was as if it were voluntarily pouring into his body, the pure spiritual power flowing through his meridians and into him.

"I really can absorb it." Lin Yi was delighted, but his