Anthony went down on his knees and kowtowed once towards where the man was standing.
"Thanks for your guidance, teacher. I won't forget your help." He whispered and got to his feet.
Without wasting time, he went to the door which the old man pointed out to him.
"I knew there was something special there." He muttered and pushed open the door, cautiously looking around for signs of trap.
The moment he entered the room, a gust of soft, gentle wind swept over his body and he instinctively took a deep breath. His pores opened on their own and began to absorb the pure spiritual energy in the air.
"What kind of treasure could produce such effects? Even the aches in my meridians due to practicing different techniques consecutively, not minding the strain to my energy reserves are gone. I haven't seen the main thing, yet it's already like this." Anthony muttered, feeling excitement course through his veins.
