"Here it is."
Xiao Yuying handed a bag of turtle shells to Zheng Fa.
Zheng Fa took it, opened the mouth of the storage bag, and after carefully examining it for a while, he understood why these turtle shells had survived for so long — though they didn't emit any Spiritual Energy, the turtle shells themselves were no ordinary items. They seemed to be the shells of some kind of Spirit Turtle, and the material was very hard.
"What do you want these for?"
Xiao Yuying asked curiously, her gaze lingering on his face with evident interest.
"Let's see first." Zheng Fa shook his head and didn't reveal his thoughts.
Even though this thing looked a lot like oracle bones unearthed in modern times, he still needed someone to take a look to see if they were the same or not.
Xiao Yuying blinked her eyes, seemingly having thought of something, her expression was one of clear anticipation: "Then I'll be waiting."
Zheng Fa chuckled inwardly, this group of people was indeed... accustomed to it.
