"This might be a bit too exaggerated."
Even though it's just an ordinary wooden stick, in Zhang Beixing's hand it felt as heavy as a thousand catties.
Of course, this wasn't due to the stick's actual weight, but rather the weight of the three words "Divine Whip" carved on it.
"Could this really be the legendary Divine Whip?"
Zhang Beixing's voice trembled as he spoke, while the old man beside him smiled and nodded, then shook his head again.
Seeing the puzzled look on Zhang Beixing's face, he spoke helplessly.
"I don't know if it's real or not, but it was something left by an old Taoist, and I've kept it in this house. In fact, not only is this Divine Whip here, but there are other items, all left by that old Taoist."
It turns out that the old Taoist not only claimed to be the chief of the Ninth Investigation Bureau but also requested, under the name of the Geological Survey Bureau, that the village chief's family safeguard these items.
