"Hello, Wang Xuan, the Pre-Qin golden bamboo slips can't be moved. Before my great-grandfather went into slumber, he sternly warned my sister and uncle that it concerns the rise and fall of the Zhong family, and must not be handled rashly," Zhong Cheng said over the phone, sounding regretful. His path to becoming a sword immortal was now fraught with obstacles, and he was in pain, both physically and emotionally, after being beaten by his sister, nearly to the point of breaking bones. 0

The Pre-Qin golden bamboo slips, considered supreme scriptures in ancient times, were so coveted that even those on the verge of transcendent ascension would fight to the death for them. With the emergence of supernatural beings and the return of myths, these artifacts have naturally gained even more importance to the wealthy families.0

Zhong Cheng added, "However, my uncle still wishes to meet with you for an equitable exchange."0

"Okay," Wang Xuan pondered and then agreed.0

As for the golden bamboo slips, he believed they were temporarily unobtainable from the Zhong family and planned to try obtaining them from another family soon.3

After setting a time, Wang Xuan...0