Just as Xu Taiping crouched down to examine it with her, Dongfang Yuejian had already taken out a sheet of Talisman Paper and begun vigorously crumpling it in her hands.
She did not stop until she had crumpled the sheet into a ball.
Then she placed the crumpled Talisman Paper in her palm and quietly observed it.
Just as Xu Taiping was wondering what Dongfang Yuejian was looking at, he suddenly noticed that the Talisman Paper she had crumpled into a ball was slowly unfolding itself.
By the end, even the creases in the Talisman Paper gradually disappeared.
When she saw the creases vanish completely, Dongfang Yuejian, who had scarcely dared to breathe, immediately cried out in excitement, losing some of her composure:
"This is Golden Millet Paper!"
Dongfang Yuejian turned to Xu Taiping and explained excitedly:
"This is the legendary Golden Millet Paper that can be used to draw Immortal Talismans! The method of making this paper was lost tens of thousands of years ago. Nowadays, only a very few Secluded Sects still have some!"
"For this much to have survived is unheard of!"
Xu Taiping had also heard rumors about Golden Millet Paper, so he said with a look of wonder:
"The Immortal Burial Ruins truly deserve their reputation as an untouched land cut off from the Shangqing Realm for hundreds of thousands of years. Even legendary treasures like this can be found here."
Yet, surprised though he was, Xu Taiping was no Talisman Master and naturally could not appreciate Dongfang Yuejian's joy at that moment.
Still, he was very happy for her.
So, just as Dongfang Yuejian had given him all the iron ore earlier, he smiled and told her:
"I'm no Talisman Master, so I have no use for this Talisman Paper or Talisman Ink. Yuejian,