Mr. Mo gently touched the blueprint, a flicker of confusion passing through his eyes as he murmured to himself, "It seems I once designed a very impressive palace."
For some reason, ever since the last time he heard about the blue short dagger, his headache problem seemed to have worsened a lot, so much so that even the elixirs given to him by the Jade Emperor were ineffective.
He quietly took out a pill from his bosom, pinching it between two fingers, then examined it under the faint light. A look of puzzlement appeared on the face of this exceptionally intelligent man.
These past few times, he had pretended to swallow the pills but had actually hidden them away to carefully study their ingredients.
Even though he had never understood medicine, he had an intelligence unmatched by all living beings in the Three Realms. To him, the abstruse and incomprehensible medical arts were mere simple knowledge.