That night, Han Yu sat cross-legged in his quiet courtyard under the faint glow of starlight. He opened the scroll he had "borrowed" from the Mission Hall records—one that listed the missing items from the sect's inventory following his mysterious revival.
The document was exhaustive. The sect had tried to keep things hush-hush, but in the aftermath of his return and the events that followed in the Twin Leaf Peak Sect, too many things had gone missing for the elders not to notice. As a result, they had launched a discreet investigation and distributed subtle missions to recover what they believed was stolen or displaced.
Han Yu, of course, had been the walking epicenter of that disaster. Unintentionally, he had absorbed a treasure trove of precious materials upon reviving. Now, for the first time, he truly grasped the scale.
The list read like the inventory of a small nation.
Three drops of Vermillion Crane Blood
One stalk of Absolving Marrow Grass
