Gu Qingfeng nodded with effort.
Since heaven allowed him to live, he would strive to keep on living.
At that moment, a warmth that only he was aware of radiated from his chest.
This nucleus carving was a fine thing indeed.
It was carved by the girl who shared his surname.
It had once been said by his ancestors that a master carver of unparalleled skill could endow their creations with a spirit of their own.
And the Gu Family ancestors had produced such a master five hundred years ago.
He was a person of astonishing talent.
Legend had it that a single piece of his work could be traded for an entire city.
Yet he remained detached and free-spirited, never caring for wealth.
He devoted his life to the mountains and waters.
In the year he turned thirty, after leaving the Mysterious Dragon Box for the Gu Family Patriarch, he drifted away.
No news of him surfaced ever again.
As for the Mysterious Dragon Box, nobody could open it.
The secrets inside remained unknown to all.
