The black-and-white jade sphere slowly turned in the void.
Zheng Qing's thoughts hopped one after another between the black and white sections, watching with great interest.
He saw the "Primordial Yellow Mother Qi Source Stone" that Rat Immortal had once mentioned. Its phantom slowly revolved within the screen of light, its surface covered in natural apertures. It seemed to breathe, rhythmically inhaling and exhaling wisps of Primordial Yellow Qi—heavy as the earth, yet lively as a newborn dawn. Though it was merely a phantom, it evoked the weight and vitality of a world being opened.
He also saw the "Temporal Jade Silkworm." Its entire body was nearly transparent, as though carved from the purest crystal, yet a miniature phantom of the River of Time and Fate, glittering with starlight, could clearly be seen flowing slowly within it. It lay lazily curled into a ball, occasionally wriggling, sending tiny circles of temporal ripples spreading around it.
He also saw the original manuscript known as the Book of the Dead.
Several dozen ancient parchment pages, yellowed and curled at the edges, some even damaged, had been crudely fastened together as if someone had done it casually. The cover was made of some unknown dark leather, stained with long-dried, suspicious blackish-brown marks. Many page edges bore signs of having been gnawed, torn, or burned. Even as a projection, the book continuously emitted mental waves infused with madness, blasphemy, and utter evil, leaving one deeply unsettled.
But Zheng Qing doubted that it was truly the original manuscript of that famous forbidden grimoire.
Because copies of this book were widely circulated.
To make it easier for buyers to verify its contents, the projected display clearly showed certain pages and details from within the manuscript.
The states of many names recorded in the book—such as the