“Let’s open the box,” Gu Changsheng said, along with see who ordered my funeral.”
His calloused right thumb and index finger closed around the interlocking golden chains of the Heavenly Script Pavilion and the Galactic Immortal Gu Clan.
Channeling a single, concentrated pulse of his Rank 8 Peak Thousand-Sun Hearth Fire and 100% True Parental Disciplinary Authority into his fingertips, Gu Changsheng twisted his wrist.
CRACK—SNAP!!
The joint Upper-Realm wax-and-soul seals—designed to withstand any Star-Realm tampering—parted with a brittle crunch, crumbling into dry red dust that drifted harmlessly off the obsidian pedestal.
Gu Changsheng lifted the heavy lid of the translucent Blood-Jade Box.
Inside the velvet-lined upper compartment rested a three-foot-long imperial contract scroll woven from black abyssal dragon-silk and trimmed with beaten star-platinum.
Gu Changsheng lifted the black dragon-silk scroll out of the box and unrolled it flat across the top of the obsidian pedestal.
