As the visitor hurried away, Jiang Yang turned his gaze to the Jade Box, curious about what lay inside that had warranted such insistence that it be delivered into his hands personally.
After pondering it at length without finding any clues, Jiang Yang stopped dwelling on it and waved a hand to open the Jade Box.
The box was octagonal and archaic in design, with no particularly special seals upon it. Jiang Yang opened it effortlessly.
Looking inside, he saw a bronze vessel no larger than two palms. It resembled neither a basin nor a square jar, its surface covered in exquisite patterns, with dragon-shaped ring handles on either side.
It looks extraordinary. Could it be a Purple Mansion Spirit Artifact?!
Although he had not refined it, Jiang Yang recognized at a glance that its divine status was exceptional. With such an unusual form, it certainly was no ordinary object.
"Whoa... that really is her usual style. Sending all those gifts wasn't enough; she just had to throw in a precious Spirit Artifact too... how am I supposed to repay this?"
Jiang Yang muttered, feeling rather troubled, but still reached out with interest to lift the somewhat heavy bronze lid.
The moment the lid opened, Jiang Yang's pupils contracted. The bronze vessel held a world within, containing a pool of crystal-clear spirit water.
That was not all. Even more astonishing was the young dragon, some three inches long, swimming within. Its scales were delicate as cicada wings and neatly arrayed like strung shells. Its body still seemed to hold the curl of the womb; as it moved, the line of its spine stretched and folded, bending three times to advance a single foot, while the tip of its tail always traced a rounded arc. It was wonderfully lively.
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