At the end, a scarcely visible golden light flashed at the center of Ling Tianyu's brow, and an indistinct mark appeared there, utterly unrecognizable, with even him having no idea what it was.
The day dawned bright with the sun shining high in the sky. Unfortunately, Xinglan Mountain remained dreary and dark, blocking out the sun. Ling Tianyu didn't wake up until around ten o'clock, scratching his head in confusion. The moment he opened the box, he only remembered something entering his head, and then nothing more.
Looking at the now empty box, Ling Tianyu felt extremely frustrated. Appearing here suddenly and then fainting, with a box unexpectedly beside him—who knew who had placed the box?
Ling Tianyu picked up the box and stood up, realizing it was made of pure gold and quite valuable. He stored it away and vanished from Xinglan Mountain to a nearby city.
