Gu Xijiu was surprised. Without a second thought, she hit the rock again with her weapon along the path of her blood. It was rather easy, this time, like cutting soft tofu. The rock was starting to take a boxy shape. Finally, she exerted her force for the last time.
One side of the rock was cut open, revealing what was inside. Within it lay the crimson box. She could finally see the shape of the box. The box accentuated a unique, vintage design, and looked heavy. On its cover, there was an emerald of lively luminosity.
She finally found the box! Gu Xijiu was relieved to know that her trip was not in vain. She put the box away in her storage bag. Another look at the rock reminded her of a phrase. 'Fate has brought the lovers together, with a love that lasts for an eternity. When the love comes to an unpalatable end, one's heart must be buried away, deeply in a sealed box.'