Natural treasures generally had all kinds of strengths and weaknesses.
When people forged something, they usually paid attention to retaining and sealing its energy. In the right environment, a weapon or piece of equipment could remain undamaged for dozens of Cosmic Destruction Eras.
Natural treasures were different. Born and nurtured by nature, some came from the universe's great explosion, some from collisions between stars, and others from the Arboreal Universe, sublimated after piercing through layer upon layer of worlds.
Many were not even as good as weapons and equipment deliberately crafted by refiners and smiths. But some were far more perfect, powerful, and incredible than anything made by hand.
Most natural treasures, however, did not retain their energy. Their wondrous properties faded with time until they became ordinary matter, or even crumbled to dust.
That was why most spiritually aware natural treasures sought masters. Once they acknowledged someone, they would do everything they could to help them. After all, the better their master fared, the better they would fare too.
Nameless and the others emerged from the bear cave, found a clean spot to sit, and began appraising the jewelry in the box.
Thirty percent of the jewelry was natural, while some had been forged by hand. At the very bottom, a few pieces had lost every trace of the extraordinary. If they had not been made of gold, they would probably have rotted away long ago.
Nameless rummaged through the box, then took out a thumb ring. After appraising it, he smiled. "Aries, this should suit you. Take a look."
"Oh? It suits me?"
Aries Palace took the ring. Rather than appraise it, he slipped it straight onto his thumb.
Surprise crossed his face. "It really does suit me. My star power flows more smoothly."
As he spoke, he