On top of that stone lotus, a wondrous light radiated. A stem sprouted, and shortly thereafter, a flower blossomed, resembling a Manjushaba—was that not the Netherworld Shaba, said to sustain the souls of the living, born from the power of yearning that bridges the Netherworld and the mortal realm?
Legend had it that it could nourish a person's soul. Xie Guannan did not know what other properties it possessed, having never seen anyone else use it, nor did he know what effect it might have on Little Jin. But right now, its location was completely unknown. Even if he could sense it, what should he do if he left An Ruoyu behind?
This treasure had manifested in the night, which would inevitably attract fierce beasts or even cultivators. Cultivators were hardly a concern; among peers, there was virtually no one who could defeat him. As for that dragon-beast, it should have been nothing more than a lifeless carcass—how could it possess such vitality?
Chapter 51