Besides the scrolls, the space artifact also contained a few miscellaneous items Aksai had picked up from the Holy Land Torel.
These were the items he had no use for. But they would be considered highly valuable by regular cultivators in the Dadangar Subcontinent.
He spoke with the bride and groom for a few more minutes before deciding it was time to leave.
"Alright then, now that I have—"
Aksai was just about to excuse himself, already half-turned to go, when a quiet voice echoed through the Spirit-imbued air.
"Aksai! Brat, come here."
He froze.
That voice carried weight. Not loud, but it made his back straighten on instinct.
He turned his head.
At the far side of the plaza, under the arched pavilion where important guests were seated, sat the Blackblood Lord.
He was surrounded by the other Core Formation Lords. Even the silent Frostbound Lord was seated there, his icy robe unmoving despite the warm weather.
Aksai felt a faint pressure settle on his shoulders.
