This thing is very evil. If all else fails, we still need to seal it again.
Staring at the jade Bodhisattva covered with a white cloth in the corner, Qi Xiu remembered the first time he saw this Demonic Artifact: the eerie and cold smile on its face. That memory remained fresh in his mind to this day.
Better safe than sorry, he decided, resolving to start working on it tomorrow. I need to reseal this Demonic Artifact to prevent any trouble.
The remaining scriptures had nothing substantial left. Qi Xiu casually flipped through them and then put them back into the box. I'll take them all to the Ghost Market when I have time to clear the stock, he planned.
He had just lifted these scriptures and hadn't taken two steps when a scroll carelessly slipped out.
CLACK! It smashed onto the ground.
