[Chapter 110: Third Prismatic, Enhancement!] [You couldn't be happy about it.] ["With only five years left, forget Immortal Artifacts—even Heaven Grade Spiritual Artifacts, I might not be able to forge one."] [The Myriad Souls Banner hung its head in dejection.] ["We're done for, broski. Lately, I've felt that old fart getting a lot stronger. Let's just wait to die... If I'd known, I would've surrendered to him sooner." (whispering)] [The Myriad Souls Banner got beaten up again.] [Year Thirty-Six, age fifty-four.] [Extracting entry...] [Extraction successful!] ["Enhancement!" (Prismatic Myth):] [Young man, are you still troubled because your craftsmanship is lacking and you keep creating heaps of trash?] [No need to worry! From now on, everything you create will have its grade +1!] [Do it yourself, and you'll have food and clothing in abundance~] [Adjust entry?] [Yes/No]
"Holy... Since when had the system become so considerate? Do Mythic Entries have some hidden probability? This was already the third one—almost as many as the Golden Entries!"
He had been worrying that there was too little time to forge an Immortal Artifact.
Then the system directly handed him a Mythic Entry!
"I wonder what exactly this grade +1 does. I'll equip it and find out!"
``` [You replaced "Effort Will Be Rewarded" with "Enhancement!".]
[A new entry attached itself to you, and your confidence instantly soared.]
[After some hands-on testing, you confirmed the new entry's function.]
[The Hundred Spirits Pill you refined, which increased Spirit Sea Realm cultivation, became a Soul Refining Pill that increased Spirit Condensation Realm cultivation the moment it emerged from the furnace!]
[A low-grade Spiritual Artifact you refined became a mid-grade Spiritual Artifact the moment it emerged from the furnace!]
[You casually piled up a thatched hut from a heap of mud, and it instantly became an exquisite