As the thought flashed through his mind, a short, pitch-black arrow appeared in Lu Xuan's hand.
Black Qi coiled around the small arrow, lingering without dispersing, drifting constantly as if it were alive. The arrowhead seemed nailed into a half-transparent human face, its features blurred and indistinct.
Lu Xuan's mind focused on the pitch-black arrow, and in an instant, he learned its detailed information.
Nailhead Arrow, a fifth-grade treasure. A powerful evil curse was condensed upon it. When used, one could imagine the opponent's appearance and aura, and it would act directly upon their soul.
Those below the same rank would die outright. Those of the same rank had a certain chance of dying; at best, their soul would be damaged, and at worst, their soul would scatter into nothing.
"A curse-type treasure that directly kills the opponent. It has a bit of karma to it."
"By imagining the other party's appearance, I can cast a curse from afar and make their soul scatter into nothing. It truly is the supreme treasure for scheming against people."
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Lu Xuan's mouth.
"Another fifth-grade treasure. Harvesting Light Orbs really is this simple and this joyful!"
He put the short, pitch-black arrow into the Gluttony Insect Pouch, then continued nurturing the remaining three growing Arrow Vines.
In the blink of an eye, another ten days passed. After carefully tending to the spirit plants in his courtyard, Lu Xuan went outside.
He noticed that the atmosphere in Black Star City had been somewhat off recently. From time to time, he heard news of cultivators being killed or wounded, and occasionally, he would hear of some cultivator obtaining a tremendous opportunity and Soaring to Success.
"Senior Brother Lu, Senior Brother Lu! I didn't expect to run into you