"A treasure?"
Dongfang Qing's words aroused intense curiosity in Qi Xiu and the others.
Who was Dongfang Qing?
The Supreme Patriarch of the Shenxiao Sect in the present day!
A titan of the Primordial Spirit Realm!
Could something he called a treasure be anything ordinary?
Enjoying the fervent, curious gazes of the crowd, Dongfang Qing smiled faintly, reached into his sleeve, and pulled out an item.
"Is this... a seed?"
Staring intently, Qi Xiu and the others fixed their gazes on the object in Dongfang Qing's palm, their expressions startled.
On Dongfang Qing's hand lay a crystal seed that had sprouted tiny green shoots. It was translucent and emitted a layer of sparkling radiance. Yet, this light was peculiar: at times sacred and luminous, at times gloomy and filled with dark energy; sometimes it cast a warm, universal glow, and other times it was fierce with demonic mist.
It cycled endlessly, repeating over and over.
