In the center of the hall, Sikong Haoxuan was lying on a large sandalwood table depicting the palanquin designed in his mind, Xue'er was beside him quietly watching with a puzzled face.

A few moments later, Sikong Haoxuan threw the pen away, "Finally drawn, Xue'er you take it to the internal affairs office and ask them to find someone to make it for me, remember to make it out of golden silk sandalwood."

After Xue'er put away the drawing that Sikong Haoxuan had drawn, she saw Sikong Haoxuan wiping his hands with a beautifully embroidered cloth scroll, staring at it for a while, she was a little surprised, "Fourth Young Master, how come this handkerchief of yours has a subtle fluctuation of magical elements?"

Hearing Xue'er say this, Sikong Haoxuan's heart stirred as he handed the cloth scroll to Xue'er, "This is a map that has been auctioned off many times where the auction house owner, Ke'er, gave it to me, and I used it to make a handkerchief because I saw that it was beautifully embroidered. What? This thing can't really be some kind of treasure map."

Xue'er held the cloth scroll and carefully felt the slight magic fluctuations on it, a moment later she shook her head in disappointment, "Fourth Young Master, Xue'er can only feel that this cloth scroll contains magic elemental fluctuations but cannot find the source of the fluctuations, so she doesn't know what this kind of magic fluctuation represents."

A little spark just popped up in Sikong Haoxuan's heart, which was immediately doused by Xue'er's words, he took the cloth scroll and touched it fiercely on his nose, "I knew that this thing wouldn't have any secrets, or else how would it have been auctioned off so many times at the auction house."

Xue'er looked at Sikong Haoxuan's somewhat exasperated appearance and pursed her small lips with a smile, "Fourth Young Master, this cloth scroll is definitely hiding some secret, it is very difficult to incorporate such slight magic elemental fluctuations into a cloth scroll, it must have been done by a high leveler who has surpassed the seventh level mage. I have an unusually sharp perception of magical elements because my body does not contain any magical elements. I'm afraid an ordinary person wouldn't be able to easily detect it yet. So I think that since it was done by this kind of mage, there must be a reason for it."

"Is that so? It seems like it needs to be taken to show mom." Sikong Hohgen, who lacked knowledge of magic, had renewed interest in this cloth scroll in his heart and was determined to unearth its secrets.

Sikong Haoxuan casually touched the dirt he had just wiped on the cloth scroll towards the hidden part of his body's clothes, "Xue'er, go to the inner office." After saying that, he hurriedly rushed out the door towards his mother's special courtyard.

Song Zi Yan had just entered the courtyard not long ago, and watched as Sikong Haoxuan rushed in in a flurry of wind and fire. Thinking that something had happened, her face slightly changed as she greeted her, "Xuan'er, in such a hurry, what happened?"

Seeing his mother, Sikong Haoxuan complained bitterly, "Mom, I've been here several times, why are you just coming back?"

Receiving the juice handed over by the maid, taking a sip to moisten his throat, Sikong Haoxuan raised the cloth scroll in his hand, "Mom, quickly help me see if there are any magic fluctuations on this thing?"

Song Zi Yan received the cloth scroll and said in an unfavorable manner, "Just for this? Seeing how you ran in a hurry, I thought something had happened. Magic fluctuation? Why don't you find the steward of your other courtyard to take a look? Hehe ......"

Song Ziyan who was speaking felt the magic elemental fluctuation on the cloth scroll and couldn't help but close her eyes quietly as if she had entered meditation.

A few moments later, Song Ziyan's hand that was holding the scroll of cloth was flooded with a faint blue light, and accordingly, a hint of bright red light was also flooded on the scroll of cloth. It seemed that the threads used for the exquisite embroidery on the scroll of cloth were such a hint of bright red light.

If you discover this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation.

Like removing threads, the threads of bright red light dissipated under Song Ziyan's movements, and the cloth scroll slowly realized a completely different pattern from the original. As the bright red light dissipated, beads of sweat slowly seeped out from Song Zi Yan's forehead. Only after Sikong Haoxuan noticed, did he realize that his mother was not removing these red lights with ease.

Looking at Song Zi Yan, whose face was slowly turning a little pale, Sikong Haoxuan had some regrets in his heart for bringing such a broken thing to his mother. But with his knowledge of magic, he simply didn't know what to do to help his mother at this point in time.

Time slowly passed, Song Zi Yan's state was getting weaker and weaker, although Sikong Haoxuan knew a little about magic, but at this time he also knew that this was the consequence of excessive consumption of magic power.

Anxious and helpless, Sikong Haoxuan couldn't wait any longer, and was about to send his maid to ask her grandfather to come, when a maid who had been standing behind Song Ziyan put her palm on Song Ziyan's back, and a blue glow appeared on her palm as well. After Song Zi Yan replenished her magical power, her face slowly improved, and only then did Sikong Haoxuan feel relieved.

Deciphering this mysterious cloth scroll continued until nightfall, the maid who transmitted magical power to Song Zi Yan changed back and forth for five times.

The bright red light on the cloth scroll completely dissipated, revealing a brand new pattern, Song Zi Yan weakly cursed, "Xuan'er, where did you find such a thing, it almost tired me to death."

Sikong Haoxuan assisted his mother to sit on the chair moved by the maid, and then gave an honest account of the causes and consequences of obtaining this pair of cloth scrolls.

After Song Zi Yan rested for a while, her spirit obviously improved, after listening to Sikong Hao Xuan's explanation, she couldn't help but carefully observe the cloth scroll in her hand.

Slowly Song Zi Yan's expression became more and more serious, a moment later, Song Zi Yan returned the cloth scroll to Sikong Hao Xuan, ''Xuan'er, I'm afraid that this is really a treasure map, the text on it is the Ancient Yima text from a thousand years ago. The Ancient Yima Empire was the largest empire in the history of the Yag Continent in terms of territory, which period was also the most flourishing period of the continent's civilization, especially the development of alchemy. The only Alchemy Patriarch in history, Barmer, had pushed the Alchemy civilization to its peak during which period. Its demise a thousand years ago has always been an unsolved mystery in the continent. Perhaps the map in your hand can solve this thousand-year-old mystery."

Sikong Haoxuan did not expect the map in his hand to come from such a great source, and looked at it over and over again, "It's really a treasure, this trip is a fortune. Mom, what kind of magic hid the original face of the map?"

Hearing her son's inquiry, Song Ziyan's eyes lit up and she marveled, "Magic embroidery? Let's call it that for now, after all, it's a magic technique from a thousand years ago. It's also the first time I've seen such a fine use of magic elements, it's unbelievable. Using magic to reweave an entirely new pattern on the original map, in order to hide the original pattern. It's certain that this is by no means a level that the continent's current magicians can achieve. Even if there are magicians who are able to control the elements so meticulously, there is no way to ensure the natural loss of the elements, let alone causing them to remain for a thousand years."

Sikong Haoxuan could only understand half of these words, and for a moment, it was like falling into a fog, "Mom, it's still you who is powerful. No matter how powerful the blindfold is, it was still cracked by you?"

Sikong Haoxuan's shallow understanding of magic had long since caused Song Zi Yan to die, she said without a trace of anger, "Being able to crack it does not necessarily mean that it can be established, Xuan'er, you wouldn't be ignorant of such a shallow reasoning, would you."

To the thickness of Sikong Haoxuan's face skin, is also face hot, how could he not understand such shallow reasoning, I am afraid that he has a more profound understanding than others. But for some reason, once Sikong Haoxuan came into contact with magic, he appeared to be a bit of an idiot.

Song Zi Yan doted on her son who was a little embarrassed, ''Xuan'er, it's late, you should go back to rest first. The map must be kept safe, don't go exploring any treasure privately, it's very dangerous."

After Sikong Haoxuan ran out of the other courtyard, Song Ziyan said to the maid behind her, "Bing Li, go to wherever the old master is. Tell him that his grandson has obtained a very dangerous treasure."

"Yes, ma'am."

Song Ziyan, who was half reclining on the chair, knew clearly in her heart that with Sikong Haoxuan's wealthy character, it was unlikely that he would tell his grandfather about the treasure, and would most likely go on a private treasure hunt for the purpose of keeping it all to himself. Song Zi Yan thought more and more uneasy, and explained the maid beside her, this period of time to watch the young master, if the young master privately out of the city, immediately notify her.