Spirit Marrow could be absorbed by the Emerald Gourd. Back then, the strand the little gourd devoured in the Divine Cauldron Sect's secret grounds had been no thicker than a strand of hair.
But the strand he saw now was several times thicker.
If the little gourd absorbed it, perhaps the five-colored hue within it could be fully awakened.
Making the little gourd reveal its five-colored radiance had always been on Qin Fengming's mind. He dearly wanted to know what strange events would occur once the Emerald Gourd that had accompanied him for a thousand years fully manifested its five-colored hue.
When it had revealed only its emerald color, the spiritual liquid condensed within the little gourd could already rapidly replenish a cultivator's magical power. It could also greatly increase the might of refined magic treasures, talismans, puppets, magic formations, and the like. If it manifested five colors, what kind of effects would it possess? Qin Fengming was exceptionally eager to find out.
After searching the Sumeru Realm thoroughly, Qin Fengming found no other spirit beasts or precious objects. He then left the cave abode.
His figure flickered, and he reappeared beside the wooden couch.
The instant he appeared, his eyes flashed brightly as they locked onto the skeleton before him.
He already knew that this skeleton was the one Ni Feiwen had obtained from an ancient cultivator's cave abode. At the time, it had still been plump with flesh, just like a living person.
After several hundred thousand years, it had now become a dried corpse.
Looking at the corpse reduced to skin and bones, Qin Fengming's eyes flickered with contemplation. His expression remained blank, and he did not move for a long time.
After the time it took an incense stick to burn, Qin Fengming slowly furrowed his