Gold Script Imperial Decree?

Within the Underworld Ghost Manor of Boundless Ghost City, Xin Wuya had specially prepared a meditation chamber for Ji Yuan. Ji Yuan sat there alone, with a stack of Golden Paper Edicts laid out on the table before him. He held one in his hand, carefully studying its mysteries.

This golden paper did not look like paper in the ordinary sense. It was the size of an imperial court memorial, and its surface was exceedingly thin, like a delicate sheet of gold foil. Yet it possessed remarkable toughness and was not easily bent.

Upon careful sensing, Ji Yuan could tell that the paper was indeed infused with gold powder, though he did not know what kind of wood had been used to make it.

In any case, he had quite a few on hand, so Ji Yuan did not stand on ceremony as he began examining them by every means available.

First, judging from the handwriting, it was excessively neat. Every stroke was as standard as standard regular script. Ji Yuan himself counted as a Master Calligrapher, yet he could not discern the writer's traits from the characters at all. He did not know whether this had been deliberately written this way or whether it had always been so.

Next, Ji Yuan tried fairly ordinary methods of destruction, such as soaking it in water and burning it with fire, but not a single one of these special decrees suffered even the slightest damage.

So Ji Yuan directly formed Sword Fingers, condensed a trace of Sword Qi, and lightly drew it across the paper. The Sword Qi in his hand merely left a faint mark on the sheet, and that mark soon vanished as well, like cutting water with a sword, only for the ripples to smooth themselves out.

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