By the time he returned to Tiangou Spirit Hall, night had already fallen.
Deacon Zhao escorted Lu Yuan all the way back to his residence. Before leaving, he glanced again at the wooden box in Lu Yuan's hands. "The injuries you got at the hunting grounds haven't fully healed yet. Don't mess around too much tonight. Whatever it is can wait until tomorrow."
Lu Yuan nodded. After the door closed, he did not immediately rest. Instead, he placed the wooden box on the table and lifted its lid.
A fist-sized chunk of Gray Silver Ore lay quietly inside, its surface covered in naturally formed fine patterns. During the day at the Royal Treasury, the Piercing Spear had begun vibrating on its own whenever it approached the ore. Now that he was back in the quiet room, that faint pull had become even clearer.
Lu Yuan reached out and touched the metal. The Piercing Spear within him reacted almost at the same moment. With a low hum, the dark-gold spear condensed in his hand. A subtle vibration traveled along the shaft into his palm, making even the teacup on the table tremble lightly. Ripples spread across the water's surface, and the Gray Silver Ore inside the box began to shake as well.
The first evolution had come suddenly. After Han Yue's death point changed, the Origin of Destiny had directly driven the Dark Iron Spear through its transformation. Now, the hunting ground incident had likewise altered Qian Renxue's original fate. The newly acquired strand of Origin of Destiny still remained within him, and a piece of Gray Silver Ore capable of making the Piercing Spear react had happened to appear in the Royal Treasury. With both in hand, there was no need to wait any longer.
Lu Yuan gripped the Gray