At infinite heights, a thousand points of Heavenly Gifted Golden Light condensed into a single Golden Seed.
Drip. Sweet rain fell from the heavens, its Dao rhythm boundless.
The Golden Seed fell squarely into the furnace. The pool of colorless liquid was immediately dyed a faint gold, and Old Six instantly felt his connection with it deepen somewhat.
"Again, again! Keep it coming!"
Drip, drip, drip. Golden Seeds fell one after another. The reserves of Heavenly Gifted Golden Light plummeted wildly, but Shi Tiexin felt no heartache. Ride a bicycle to a bar—save where you should save, spend where you should spend. Heavenly Gifted Golden Light had to be used at critical moments.
A full seven drops of Heavenly Gifted Golden Light fell into the furnace before the mass of liquid finally reached the limit of its tolerance.
In that instant, countless rays of golden light burst forth, dazzling to the eye.
Within the exploding golden radiance, the furnace vanished, the inscriptions vanished, and the liquid vanished. Everything converged and condensed into one, and a tiny ring appeared in midair.
Shi Tiexin stared blankly at the ring. "Why does this thing look a bit like... a Destiny Armament?"
Old Six beckoned, and the ring flew into his hand.
Within the sea of mind arts, the ring looked richly textured, as though it were real.
It was entirely golden, its surface covered in intricate, brilliant patterns. Rhetoric and Mathematics thought meridians sent out streams of light that wound around the golden ring. It seemed to have formed a deeper connection with the two great thought meridians. Countless streams of information flowed from the thought meridians into the golden ring, then were processed by it and sent back into the thought meridians.
Without a sound, Shi Tiexin and Old Six gained a