The Epoch Vortex churned and spun, periodically flinging treasures out from its depths.
Yet those treasures were all bizarre and strange.
There were shattered fragments of armor, mottled beast bones, long hair like clumps of tumbleweed...
There was even a tattered old talisman paper.
The plain-robed man and the Feather-Robed Man were quite obedient. Whenever they obtained a treasure, they immediately delivered it to Su Yi.
"Anyone who didn't know better would probably think these treasures were discarded junk."
As Su Yi examined the treasures erupting from the bottom of the Epoch River one after another, a peculiar look appeared in his eyes.
These treasures truly were of little use, but they had one thing in common: they contained Immortal Substance!
It was merely that this Immortal Substance was far inferior to Immortal Bright Gold and Immortal Demon Gold.
Take that tuft of tumbleweed-like hair, for instance. The amount of Immortal Substance that could truly be extracted from it was minuscule, practically negligible, and its quality was ordinary as well.
In the end, he tossed all those treasures into the Heaven Mending Furnace.
For even now, not a single treasure had truly caught his fancy.
"Still, this counts as a rare stroke of fortune. If gods obtained these treasures, they would surely be overjoyed."
Su Yi comforted himself in this way.
Immortal Substance was scarce and exceedingly rare, enough to make gods fight until their heads bled.
The key was that Immortal Substance could both temper divine treasures and be refined into one's Dao body and divine soul, allowing one to withstand divine tribulations!
"Hey, you there. Come over."
Su Yi beckoned.
He was currently reclining in a Rattan Chair, which had been placed atop the Foot Sword, resting in comfort.
"Your Excellency is calling me?"
In the distance, the