Zhao Changhe retracted his wrist. The Heavenly Book closed, becoming an ordinary-looking book once again.
Zhao Changhe handed the book back to Ye Wuming, with a meaningful look in his eyes. He didn't say much and simply remarked, "Absorbing and controlling are just some of its functions... There are many more marvelous uses that I won't demonstrate one by one. Just knowing I can use them is enough for you."
Ye Wuming took the book with an expressionless face, acknowledging with a simple "Hmm."
The two of them fell silent for a while, and the atmosphere became very quiet.
The wind in the Night Palace blew gently, carrying the fragrance of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures from the distant gardens. However, there were no sounds of birds or cicadas, making it as silent as the once Jiuyou Abyss.
