Su Qingtian quickly stirred again, the round ball was only the size of half a fingernail, and was completely hidden when covered by the petals.
It was her first time doing such a thing, and she was a bit nervous, sweating slightly.
Su Qingtian wiped her face, Xie Yanghua didn't explain what it was, he only instructed her to put it in the urn.
He assured her there wouldn't be any major issues and advised her to proceed calmly.
She didn't dare ask further questions because Xie Yanghua held Su Lan's life, and besides... she had nowhere to turn.
Such a small item, Su Qingtian thought it couldn't do much harm.
The ashes were soon mixed, the box was re-covered and placed beside the jade sculpture on the bow for the final offering.
The six trailing ships slowed to the minimum speed, gradually becoming mere shadows, while this one reached the middle of the sea.
Mo Nanjue and Mo Beiyan emerged from the cabin, and Mo Nanjue checked the time, "Seven minutes left."
