"Let's do it," he decided.
Jin Xu could faintly sense the twenty-four Mystic Treasure Pearls' connection to himself, and with a thought, he closed his eyes.
He began to examine it carefully.
About the time it took to burn one stick of incense later,
the Taoist abruptly opened his eyes, a trace of faint surprise flickering through his pupils.
"I really sensed it," he murmured.
Jin Xu could feel that his storage magic treasure seemed to be in a very distant place, but at this moment, he could clearly pinpoint its location.
The sensation was profound and mysterious, quite wonderful.
However, having sensed it was one thing, yet how to reach there seemed to become another issue.
The Taoist habitually furrowed his eyebrows and gazed at the ground, lost in thought.
Suddenly, he recalled the experience of asking for directions in the Qingmu Secret Realm.
