Meng Chuan shook his head. Relying solely on Special Merit Points was impossible.
Aside from the Martial Arts Treasure Pill CEO Shen of Oceanic Holdings had told him about two days ago, which was soon to be refined and could enhance the spirit—
He would have to seek other opportunities in the Demon Nest later.
His spiritual foundation had now reached Mystic Iron.
The spiritual bottleneck of Three Flowers Gathering no longer posed any threat to him.
Brahma's gift, along with two treasures—
Had ultimately pushed him from a frail foundation of loose sand to spiritual power condensed like mystic iron.
"My current spiritual foundation is already above average. But I can't be proud. There's definitely still a gap between me and spiritual power geniuses, and compared to someone like Master, with Innate Spirit Fullness, there's simply no comparison."
He still had to continue improving his spiritual foundation.
With a thought, he summoned the black pearl artifact from his waist token.
This thing lurked quietly in the void. Unless Meng Chuan called upon it to attack, others could scarcely make out its shape with the naked eye.
With a movement of his consciousness, he gathered his spiritual power upon the black pearl.
His finger snapped forward, and a streak of black light vanished from his palm like an arrow loosed from the string.
Under the watch of his perception, the black pearl twisted and leaped out after being fired, like a living thing.
Rather than shooting straight ahead, it slithered like a nimble serpent beneath his spiritual control, making it even more elusive and difficult to detect.
As for whether this would reduce its power—
Meng Chuan's answer was no.
His method of use was completely different from that of the little black pearl's original demonic-path owner.
The way the