Qu Zhu once again opened the jade pendant.
"The Compendium of the Virtual Path and the Manifest Reality" and Bright Pearl still lay quietly here.
But this time, he was not without recourse; the remaining three opera masks ascended from below the stage, a scene prepared by the Happy Death Tower. Sima took out a small, thumb-sized shiny piece from his bosom, akin to both mirror and ice, and shone it towards the Bright Pearl. The constructed stellar barrier was autonomously breached by the Bright Pearl, which flew out and landed in Sima's palm.
Now, for the first time, Pei Ye observed such a thing from so close and realized that the term "Bright Pearl" had always been a polite but inadequate convention.
It was indeed not a "Bright Pearl" at all; Pei Ye could not discern what substance it was, as if condensed from cloud vapors, light and profound, ever-shifting and unpredictable, seemingly never possessing a fixed shape.
