An eighth-order Mystic Treasure with this level of power was already qualified to undergo the Heaven-Piercing Tribulation, with far better odds than an ordinary eighth-order top-grade Mystic Treasure.
But just as an eighth-order cultivator at the absolute limit sought to break through to the ninth-order supreme realm, better odds still offered no certainty of success.
The Heaven-Piercing Tribulation could wait. Chen Fei pinched the pill between his fingers and fused it into the Qian Yuan Sword.
Compared to defense, Chen Fei now wanted to improve his offense more. The eighth-order top-grade Qian Yuan Sword helped him, but not by much.
Raising it to the level of a half-step Heaven-Piercing Mysterious Treasure would make it far more useful to him.
As the pill fused into the Qian Yuan Sword, the sword began trembling violently, its spirituality surging.
The Hidden Origin Bell in his sleeve sensed this and felt a little envious. Still, it knew that what was meant for it would never disappear. It was only a matter of sooner or later.
After all, who could have imagined that it, once merely a spirit treasure, could rise all the way to the eighth-order peak?
The vast Endless Sea of those days would now turn to ash with the slightest tremor from it.
Chen Fei tucked the Qian Yuan Sword into his sleeve and stepped over to the potted plant.
The spiritual plant in the pot had long since withered, but judging by its lingering aura, its original grade had been high-at least eighth-order top-grade.
As Chen Fei studied the withered spiritual plant, his expression suddenly shifted. Its aura had felt familiar, and he had instinctively assumed it was some heavenly material or earthly treasure he knew.
Only after searching his memories did he realize that this spiritual plant closely resembled Baka.