After the three entered the stone grotto, Qu Jianlei and Aunt Han did not act, but looked around curiously.
Luo Hanshuang stared blankly for a while, then jumped and turned in a circle, clenched her small fist fiercely, "Finally inside the inner circle!"
Then she stepped toward the display rack, speaking as she went, "Be careful, don't push that door."
The two guards said nothing and followed her to the display rack.
On the rack, there was a book, a long sword, a palm fan, a human head-sized yellow stone, a box like gold or stone.
In addition, there were five black bottles of different sizes, and four plants.
Luo Hanshuang stared blankly for a while, then glanced sideways at Qu Jianlei, "Brother Jan, which one should I choose?"
Qu Jianlei rubbed his forehead, asked in surprise, "Can I choose them all?"
"You can choose one to three," Luo Hanshuang replied cheerfully, "I did so well this ti, I should be able to choose three."
Is this your completion rate? Qu Jianlei smiled, and was too lazy to argue, "Then choose for yourself."
Luo Hanshuang pointed to those five black bottles, "I don't recognize the alien divine text on these bottles."
All along, the 'divine text' Qu Jianlei ca into contact with was in Song typeface, regular ones close to Song font, and ssy ones close to Kai script.
But the font on these bottles was small seal script.
Luo Hanshuang could determine it was divine text, probably because it originated from pictograms, but the radicals and strokes were different, thus called alien characters.
Qu Jianlei shook his head, "My divine text mastery is average, let alone alien characters. Solving the chess ga was because I've seen it."
Indeed, he didn't understand small seal script, but it was in Xiao Lake's database. But now, how could he possibly hint?
In terms of inheritance rights, this should be his wealth. Even if it's inappropriate to stop, he can't tell the other party what's most valuable, right?
From another angle, he led the other party into the inner circle—this stone grotto—he had fulfilled his promise.
Selecting the best from several rewards was another issue altogether.
Just like Qu Jianlei's consistent viewpoint: Knowledge has a price!
Wanting to gain help through re talk isn't realistic. No matter how good the attitude is, one should maintain respect for knowledge.
But he didn't want to dampen Xiao Bai's interest, so he casually found an excuse to refuse.
At this mont, Aunt Han spoke contemplatively, "Hanshuang, why don't you try that book first?"
Elixirs, magical treasures, and treasure materials are indeed good, but they are all consumables.
Ultimately, inheritable knowledge is the most important and can benefit generations.
"It's probably divine text…" Luo Hanshuang's face showed a hint of hesitancy, "Not only is it difficult to comprehend, it might also cause trouble."
For her, resources that can quickly enhance her own strength are the best, choosing the book is "sacrificing oneself for the greater good."
The Luo Family is already far from its forr glory, preserving such divine text docunts poses a huge risk.
"Try it," Aunt Han insisted on her point, "If it really doesn't work, let Brother Jan read it and offer it to the Imperial."
She pointed at Qu Jianlei's backpack while speaking, "He brought the vortex."
Even if the original docunt is offered, preserving a scanned version of the book is worth it.
Xiao Bai thought for a mont, reluctantly nodding, "Okay."
She put on a pair of gloves and reached for the book.
However, just as her hand was still a foot away from the book, a light blue shield suddenly appeared, enveloping the book.
Her glove touched the shield and could not move forward.
Luo Hanshuang pushed forcefully, stuck out her tongue and spoke with a smile, "Oops, Mist Mansion refused my selection of the book."
She was in a good mood; this wasn't her not choosing, it was being refused.
Aunt Han noticed the situation and asked, "You entered the inner circle, do I get a reward?"
"Supposedly not," Luo Hanshuang pondered and answered, "But in the case of perfect entry into the circle, I'm not sure."
"Then let try," Aunt Han hesitated not and reached out to grab the book.
Unfortunately, the light blue shield appeared again, and after testing its strength, she sighed lightly, "Even A-level can't break it."
Although her cultivation level was suppressed to C-level, her eyesight remained sharp, her judgnt was spot on.
Then she glanced at Qu Jianlei, "Brother Jan, do you think we can exhaust its energy?"
Since it's a shield, it must require energy support. Her idea was not wrong.
Qu Jianlei shook his head, "Let's forget it. These treasures talk about fate; without opportunity, forcing might backfire."
"Moreover, this energy may co from the entire Mist Mansion. Think about sacrifices... it might have already beco its nutrition."
What a joke, back then, nurous supre beings were tackling this Mist Mansion.
Supre beings didn't take these items, and you hope to break through with brute force... this thought isn't ordinary big!
Seeing Aunt Han fail, Luo Hanshuang contemplated and reached out to grab the smallest black bottle.
As she hoped, she easily seized it.
She carefully examined the two words on the bottle, then looked at Qu Jianlei, "Brother Jan, do you really not know what these words are?"
They are "Breaking Barrier"! Qu Jianlei slightly shook his head, "I really don't know, why did you choose this bottle?"
"Because this bottle is the smallest," Little White Sweet answered seriously, "the smaller the item, the more precious it might be."
The logic is sound enough, Qu Jianlei glanced at the petite girl: Are you sure you're not just boasting about your own figure?
"Tsk, you're in a hurry," Aunt Han shook her head helplessly, "Since it's sothing unknown, you still have to try and err!"
Luo Hanshuang's insight wasn't the problem; the issue was that no one knew what kind of pills were inside the bottle.
The small bottle couldn't hold much to begin with, and now they had to try and err... it was quite frustrating.
Luo Hanshuang stuck out her little tongue upon hearing this, then looked at another small bottle and regretfully shook her head.
"Forget it, I won't choose this one."
Qu Jianlei's face remained expressionless, though in truth, these two little bottles... were indeed very precious.
Luo Hanshuang did not continue to dwell on it but instead looked around and walked towards the Pill Furnace.
The Pill Furnace was jade white in color, appearing ancient and heavy, along with its profound patterns, it was obvious at first glance that it was a good item.
However, unfortunately, a pale blue barrier rose again, blocking her hand.
"How could this be," Luo Hanshuang was a bit frustrated, "am I choosing the opportunity, or is the opportunity choosing ?"
Aunt Han pointed at the largest black bottle, "There seems to be an elixir inside, won't you try it?"
Luo Hanshuang tilted her head to think and then answered, "I think the first character has sothing like a 'Replenishing' aning, probably Qi Recovery Pill."
Qi Recovery Pills are indeed good, especially those inside this Mist Mansion, which should far surpass the common variety sold in the market.
But compared to other treasures, such pills really don't seem that impressive.
Qu Jianlei sighed inwardly; the little one guessed quite accurately, indeed, the thirty-centiter high bottle contained Qi Recovery Pills.
"I'll check this box then," Luo Hanshuang set her eyes on the box that looked like both gold and stone.
Then she was disappointed again, the pale blue barrier thwarted her sinful little hands once more.
"Surely not with this sword," Little White Sweet couldn't stand it anymore.
"I suggest you think about it again," Aunt Han spoke up, "Imperial cold weapons should be stronger than ancient ones."
"It might be a magical treasure," Luo Hanshuang disregarded the advice, determined to reach out and grab it.
The next mont, with the long sword in hand, she imdiately broke into a smile.
The sword was about ninety centiters long, a bit lengthy for Little White Sweet, but she swung it in the air a couple of tis, quite satisfied.
Qu Jianlei's eyes showed a gleam of envy; even a fool knew that this long sword wasn't simple.
Oh well, I won't envy her, after all, I did get the Thunder Ram Horn, so this round isn't too bad.
Luo Hanshuang tied the sword with a string, intending to hang it at her waist, but... the tip dragged on the ground.
Helplessly, she had to strap the sword to her back, "There's only one try left, I'm not in a hurry to choose, you two go ahead."
Qu Jianlei wasn't in a hurry either, leisurely looking at Aunt Han, then gestured, "Go ahead, after you."
Aunt Han, not standing on ceremony, also attempted the incense burner and the box, but couldn't take either.
Then she scanned the four plants and four bottles, reached out, and grabbed a bottle that wasn't too big or too small.
Lo and behold, she actually got what she wished for, a bottle less than twenty centiters in height.
Qu Jianlei kept a straight face, but internally he was a little unimpressed, "Detoxification" is nice, but... isn't it a bit of a loss?
Then Aunt Han tried to take other items, but she couldn't take anything else.
"Sure enough, you can only take one," Luo Hanshuang nodded, her gaze wandering between a yellow stone and a palm fan, "Aren't you choosing?"
"You go first," Qu Jianlei replied indifferently, "I'm not in a rush."
With so many good things, it's easy to be dazzled, and he faintly felt that the completion prize... might be the main event for him.
Such a difficult Huarong puzzle was solved, shouldn't there be so special reward?
Aunt Han noticed Little White Sweet hesitating and quickly spoke, "Don't pick that fan!"
The fan might be a magical treasure, but the empire's warriors never use such things.
She spoke a bit late, as Luo Hanshuang had already reached for it... but was still blocked by the barrier.
"This is too unfair!" she huffed, fixing her gaze on the black bottle, "How about taking another bottle of elixir?"
"Try the yellow stone," Aunt Han suggested, "If not, maybe that plant could work."
The plant she referred to was a ginseng, over a ter long, with excellent quality, looking like a baby.
Qu Jianlei estimated that this ginseng must be several thousand years old, although he wasn't sure where Aunt Han had seen it and knew it was a treasure.
However, Aunt Han guessed right; Luo Hanshuang couldn't take the yellow stone.
Surprisingly, it was that ginseng that ultimately fell into Little White Sweet's hands.
Luo Hanshuang ended up with three types of treasures and was even more eager to try again.
She glanced at Qu Jianlei, "How about I try again to see if there's a fourth ti?"
Qu Jianlei had already ford a certain suspicion in his mind, so he nodded, "Go ahead."
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