But Lin Yi was not finished.
He raised a hand and turned his palm over. Crystal boxes he had prepared long ago flew out of his Divine Kingdom and lined up before him in the void.
He had ordered them back when he was still a Constant Lord.
He had just exchanged his Enlightenment Points at Dao Origin Hall and had plenty to spend, so he sent Xuanji to Nokhan Commerce. What he wanted was so rare that hardly anyone bought it under normal circumstances. Xuanji exhausted Nokhan Commerce's stock, then used Constant Lord Moke's connections to acquire the rest, piece by piece, from several other major trading houses.
All for today.
The first crystal box opened, revealing several drops of Source-Tide Spirit Marrow.
Each milky-white drop was no bigger than a thumb. They were held in a narrow-necked crystal bottle, where countless golden threads as fine as hair drifted slowly through the liquid like living things.
Lin Yi flicked a finger. The bottle shattered, and the Source-Tide Spirit Marrow fell gently toward the Cosmic Clam's shell.
The instant the drops touched the shell, they seeped silently inside.
The Cosmic Clam's enormous body trembled.
Then a faint golden ripple spread across its gray-white shell. It was as though a riverbed, parched for countless years, had finally received its first rain.
Lin Yi did not stop.
The second crystal box held a small pinch of Skyblue Breath Soil.
The soil glowed with a hazy blue light. On closer inspection, every grain of sand seemed alive, its surface giving off the faintest pulse of light. Lin Yi swept his hand upward, and the Skyblue Breath Soil became a shower of blue sparks that scattered across the Cosmic Clam's shell like stardust.
This time, the emotion he sensed from the Cosmic Clam was