Flipping and playing with the Dragon Scale in his hand, Qi Xiu's eyes flashed with a hint of purple as he attempted to uncover its secrets using the Observing Qi Skill.
But the throb he felt seemed like an illusion.
Even under the special vision afforded by the Observing Qi Skill, aside from its extraordinary texture, there was no other sign of anything mystical about the Dragon Scale.
Perhaps the time just wasn't right...
Unable to find the source of the throbbing, Qi Xiu had no choice but to put the Dragon Scale away again.
The life of an Agriculture Official was dull, and due to the importance of Spirit Rice, these officials could not leave their paddy fields unless absolutely necessary.
Day after day, apart from facing the boundless expanse of the Spirit Rice Valley, there were only the Douhu in charge of taking care of the Spirit Rice.
However, for Qi Xiu, such a life was rather suitable.
