Yang Qing carefully put on his universal enclave robe and the accompanying veiled destiny domain crystal and the necklace made from the 500,000-year-old green silkworm.
Despite being covered in Saint-grade artifacts from top to bottom, he was anything but assured. All he saw from them were cursed objects that had the capability to ruin him in mere moments and subject him to the depths of poverty he never thought possible.
However, those foreboding thoughts were soon pushed to the back of his mind as he focused on assimilating the Saint-grade treasures so they could attune themselves to his body.
Yang Qing took out a small wooden token that had the image of a swirling wave that was carved on the wings of some obscure creature that Yang Qing couldn't make heads or tails of what it was. But he could tell it looked humanoid and was slender in stature.
