บท 1616: There's a Treasure in the Southern Sky

Hearing the little figure's voice once again slipping into its cheeky tone, Xu Qing clenched his right hand tightly.

There was a crack.

The jade token shattered.

After that, he sat cross-legged in this dilapidated Dao Lecture Hall and waited patiently.

After a moment, as the sensation in his palm returned, the jade slip—already crushed countless times—reappeared in his grasp once again.

Throughout the jade slip's reappearance, Xu Qing kept a close eye on the process.

Initially, a single dot emerged in his palm.

Then, more dots appeared, connecting into lines.

These lines twisted and multiplied, gradually forming a surface. It then formed the shape of the jade token from the second realm.

Finally, it seemed to have absorbed some profound rules of the main world, allowing it to achieve true height.

Hence… it formed a real jade token.

Xu Qing had been observing this process very seriously since the start.