At the stroke of midnight, the night was dark and overcast.
Beihai Town became quiet and peaceful, the world turning eerily silent, with only the moon emitting a silvery glow.
Caw caw caw.
Crows were calling, traversing the void, flying into the distance.
In the midst of the night, only the study was still brightly lit.
Lu Xuanxin held the White Bone Relic in his hand, a burning fervor flashing in his eyes.
The White Bone Relic was obtained by slaying a Qi Cultivation second layer cultivator.
Ever since acquiring it, he hadn't figured out the specific use, keeping it carefully stored away.
Until a few days ago, when his third brother mentioned something.
Legend has it that a Nascent Soul cultivator can expend some essence to birth a spirit root in a mortal, but unless it's for their own child, no Nascent Soul cultivator would pay such a price.
This White Bone Relic, with its three golden patterns, was forged by a Nascent Soul cultivator.
