"Tian Ningzi, what did you see?" Wei Tianchen suppressed his emotions, making his tone calm.
"The Seven-Star Chest," Zhao Xing didn't hide, "I saw a gray chest inlaid with seven stars, corresponding to the Heavenly Ship, Ji Shui, Upper Minister, Left General, Heavenly Yin, Accumulated Corpse, and Da Ling—seven giant stars."
"Where is it?!" Wei Tianchen became excited again, "Quick, tell me!"
"Old Imperial Physician, don't rush, I didn't look carefully earlier. Let me take another look."
Wei Tianchen took a deep breath and scrutinized Zhao Xing, seemingly wanting to see him thoroughly.
Just recently, when he grabbed Zhao Xing, he tried to retrieve Zhao Xing's memory.
Wei Tianchen, using the first-person perspective, watched Zhao Xing's memory from the past few seconds.
The result didn't provide any useful information.
In the first-person perspective of memory retrieval, Wei Tianchen still saw nothing but void.
Yet Zhao Xing described the appearance of the Seven-Star Chest.
