Changhe Island, Tingtao Manor.
Below the cliff, the tides surged and receded, crashing against the shore in thunderous waves. Yet the rumbling din did not disturb Wang Chen inside the manor's quiet room.
He was fully focused on reviewing the information recorded in the Jade Slip.
The document contained detailed information on seven hundred and fifty-nine kinds of Magic Treasures, including the materials required to refine them, their functions and uses, restrictions, and more.
It even provided complete descriptions of the True Talismans embedded within them.
It could truly be called a secret canon of Magic Treasures!
But because there were simply too many, Wang Chen felt dazzled by the sheer variety.
He did not know which one suited him best.
Sabers, swords, spears, halberds, bows; bells, umbrellas, lamps, seals, rings—there was every kind of weapon, armor, and equipment, each with vastly different powers and functions. Countless ones matched Wang Chen's current needs.
Yet it was difficult to find one that was flawless in every respect!
"Master!"
Just as Wang Chen selected several Magic Treasures for a careful comparison, a thin little voice entered his ears.
Wang Chen raised a sword-like brow and reached for the Life-Giving Creation Cauldron hanging from his chest.
After giving it some thought, he removed the treasured cauldron and tossed it onto the ground.
The Life-Giving Creation Cauldron spun rapidly, whirling round and round as it returned to its original size in the blink of an eye.
Little Cauldron, the Artifact Spirit, poked its head out from the lid, looking utterly pitiful. "Master, have you forgotten Little Cauldron?"
Wang Chen smiled. "Why would you say that?"
Little Cauldron bit its finger aggrievedly. "If you had not forgotten, why would you not let Little Cauldron help you refine your natal Magic Treasure?"
As it spoke, crystalline