Po Qiong sensed a set of nine Quasi-Immortal Artifacts, all forged from Ten Thousand Year Profound Ice and perfectly suited to Lian Yue. Ling Tian and Lian Yue were both thrilled. But Tian Xin was even more astonished than excited. She had never seen a set of combination artifacts with more than five pieces—the set Po Qiong had mentioned, counting the four Immortal Slaying Arrows, had only five.
"Tch, little girl, you underestimate me too much." Hearing Tian Xin's remark, Po Qiong was quite indignant. He boasted, "I'm not five pieces, but ten! That brat Ling Tian still hasn't helped me find my other five arrow feathers."
"Tch, don't blame me when you can't sense the other arrow feathers yourself." Ling Tian retorted. He muttered, "Your senses are far sharper than mine. Besides, the Immortal Slaying Arrows all came from the same source as you. You could even sense the Demon Suppressing Arrow in the heart of the Ancient Battlefield while we were in the Bloody Desert. If you can't sense the other arrows from that far away, how am I supposed to find them for you?"
Po Qiong laughed it off and quickly changed the subject. Just as Ling Tian had said, he hadn't sensed the other arrows.
"Ling Tian, I never knew Po Qiong was so powerful. He even has nine arrows!" Tian Xin was beside herself with excitement, as if something had just occurred to her. "Ling Tian, I once saw you shoot an Immortal Slaying Arrow. Its power was incredible—even more terrifying than an ordinary Impact Arrow. Wait, if you used the Immortal Slaying Arrows to shoot Impact Arrows, wouldn't they be even more powerful?"
"Well, that sounds pretty difficult." Ling Tian shook his head with a rueful smile. "Just shooting a single arrow feather is