For the remaining half month, Zhang Yao was extremely careful, cautious, and fortunately nothing unexpected happened, allowing him to pass it peacefully.
In the deep night after half a month, Zhang Yao put on a black cloak, donned an iron mask, and entered the ruins marketplace once again.
After more than an hour, in the third underground hall, Zhang Yao sat before a table, placed a number plate, feeling a bit uneasy.
"Please don't let anything unexpected happen, or all my risks will be in vain..."
Just as the thought crossed his mind, Jiang Rou's figure appeared before him, pulling out a chair to sit down.
Instantly, Zhang Yao felt invigorated, leaning slightly forward, he asked in a hoarse voice:
"Did you bring the item?"
"Hmm."
Jiang Rou's tone seemed to carry a hint of fatigue, she spoke slowly:
"I have imprinted some content of the 'Scripture of All Transformations and True Nature' into a jade scroll to facilitate verification of its authenticity."
