So, Gu Qiaoqiao fell into a deep sleep.
At this ti, it was the quietest mont of the night.
The two beams of light that had flown from Gu Garden split in two different directions.
The golden light headed southeast towards the Imperial Capital.
While the white light was bound for the Northwest of the Imperial Capital.
The golden aura, like a shooting star.
It flew over the grasslands and the vast forest, then landed in a valley to the southeast.
This valley was shrouded in darkness at the mont.
But under the cover of night, one could see.
It was a village.
Seemingly isolated from the world since, from the outside, there seed to be no road connecting it to the exterior.
Yet, the buildings here seed to bear a modern flair.
Soon after, the golden light fell onto the roof of a wooden hut in the middle of the village and went through it, abruptly landing on a box on an Eight Immortals table in the hall.
This box appeared to have always been there.
As if it was cleaned every day, spotless.
Not a speck of dust on it.
Then, the golden light exploded like a bomb.
The box burst open suddenly.
Right after that, a token made of the sa material as the Mysterious Dragon Box slowly rose from within.
At this instant, the owner of the hut snapped open his eyes.
He then leapt out of bed.
Like a gust of wind, he hurried into the hall.
He stood there gaping at the scene before him.
He was a young man in his twenties.
With thick eyebrows, large eyes, and a prominent nose.
He looked at the token hovering in midair and recalled his grandfather’s repeated admonitions on his deathbed.
Could this be the Mystic Dragon Token his grandfather had said would summon them?
But wasn’t this a bit far-fetched...
It felt like he was reading a storybook...
Yet, what was unfolding before his eyes overturned all his prior understanding.
At this mont, the token seed to grow impatient.
It turned into a black beam of light that rushed towards the young man.
It then started orbiting around him.
After circling a few tis,
It seed to have confird the young man’s identity.
The token moved on its own towards the palm of the young man’s hand.
The young man instinctively grabbed the token.
As the young man grasped the token, it transford into a black light and rged into the palm of his hand.
Imdiately, countless snippets of information sward towards him like scenes from a movie.
They whirled around in his mind.
The young man’s vision went dark, and he thudded onto the floor of the hall.
The direction the white light flew was indeed Northwest...
It too flew over ranges of mountains and nurous lakes.
Then it headed for a small town.
In one corner of the town’s northern part,
There was a house with blue bricks and tile roofing.
The white light passed through the red tiles and entered the house.
Similarly, a box was placed on a wooden table.
Only this room was not very big.
And there were no windows.
Clearly, it was a very secretive room.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t have placed such an item on top of it.
The white light, just like the golden one, blew up the box in the sa manner.
And from it, a black token likewise floated out.
At this ti, the first to awaken was an elderly man with white hair and beard.
He sat up with a turn.
Quickly, he made his way to the room.
Upon opening the room,
He saw the token drifting slowly in midair.
The old man looked at the object with an expression of imnse joy.
He then rushed out of the room.
And began pounding on the door of another bedroom, "Xiao Wen, open the door quickly."
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