And most of these materials were things from the Spirit World. Taking out any one of them would be enough to provoke a crazed scramble among the cultivators of the Twelve Heavenly Cloud Provinces.
Lin Xuan's gaze swept over the items before him one by one, and his mutter reached his own ears. "With these materials as support, it should be enough."
Yet his tone carried a trace of uncertainty. After all, something like a Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure could be called a heaven-defying object. Even if it was only reconnecting a broken sword, the rare materials required were far beyond what refining an ordinary Dharma Treasure could compare to.
Fortunately, his wealth was abundant in the extreme. There were still many heavenly treasures in his Instantaneous Bag, and even if he lacked something, he should be able to find a substitute.
Lin Xuan sat quietly for a while longer, adjusting his essence, qi, and spirit to their best state.
Then he clenched both hands, and a spell seal condensed. He raised his right hand, and with a hiss, pointed forward.
Azure light suddenly rose. The little cauldron trembled, wrapped in dazzling spiritual light, and slowly floated upward.
After that, Lin Xuan swept his sleeve, and a jade-green thread of fire flew out. This was the Infant Fire he had painstakingly cultivated for nearly a thousand years, first to preheat the small cauldron.
Unlike refining medicinal pills, the flame kept flickering and shifting. Not only the small cauldron, but the entire cauldron body was wrapped in fire that brightened and dimmed by turns. Even stranger, the flame changed colors from time to time.
Metal, wood, water, fire, earth!
Leaving aside the attributes of Lin Xuan's Spirit Root for the moment, he could manipulate and use the vital energy of the Five