Dozens of light orbs floated within the grand hall, drifting like living beings. Each one seemed to possess a will of its own. Whenever Mu Lan and the others drew near, the orbs would immediately scatter, darting away as if avoiding capture.
Noticing Li Yun and the other two had arrived, Mu Lan and her companions paid them no attention. Their focus remained fixed on the light orbs. In their minds, there was only one goal, which was to seize an inheritance before anyone else could.
It was easy to imagine the value of these inheritances. Any martial art or secret technique capable of manifesting in such a form would undoubtedly be extraordinary. They were likely comparable to the highest true transmissions within their respective sects, techniques that were far beyond what they could currently access.
For them, this place was an opportunity, a rare chance to strengthen themselves.
"I like that crystal-clear one."
