"This…" After holding a very reluctant artifact in his palm, Xu Tianhua watched it suddenly turn from golden shining beads to a very ordinary-looking praying bracelet that was made of wooden beads, carved from ordinary wood.
In fact, the bracelet Tianhua was using looked similar to the one in his hands right now. The ordinary praying beads that he has now thrown in his storage ring were given to him by the temple, just like every other disciple.
It was given to every disciple as a memento of the first abbot.
"Give it a while; the beads disdain you because you are weak." Noah smiled ambiguously and cleared the doubts in his mind. "As you grow stronger and your Dao heart grows firmer, it will be ready to recognize you as its master."
But even after hearing his words, the look of worry on his face did not ease a little. "If it does not recognize me and help when I need it, what is the point of even keeping this thing?"
