The Artifact Spirit had the same intuition. That speed was simply far too unusual.
It was not until the moment the Command Token sent its message, through the information Quan Xiaotong relayed, that they learned Mo Xiuwen had come up with another contraption.
"That Mo Family boy is probably not far from opening up an entirely new path of cultivation."
Su Xiaoxiao might not have had as far-reaching a gaze as the old Daoist and the others, nor Muzi Li's keen sense of smell, but he was still well-informed.
Judging from Mo Xiuwen's astonishing contraption designs time and again, there was absolutely no question that he could become the founding patriarch of a new path of cultivation.
The only question was when.
But soon, he let out another deep sigh and shook his head. "No, that's not right. He's like Hanyu. This is a path only he can walk. Anyone else who tries will find the road impassable."
The Artifact Spirit was utterly puzzled and asked,
"Why do you say that?"
Su Xiaoxiao sighed regretfully. "He's nearly squandered all the Spirit Stones in the Central Continent."
At that, the Artifact Spirit truly understood.
Mo Xiuwen's contraptions were built on Spirit Stones. It was precisely because Quan Xiaotong had frenziedly supplied him with Spirit Stones from the entire Central Continent that Mo Xiuwen had enough capital to keep innovating.
But once the Spirit Stones were exhausted, Mo Xiuwen's contraptions would probably have nowhere left to show their power.
A thousand years from now, they might even exist only in legend.
That was what he regretted. This path was too powerful, and it had even slapped every cultivator hard across the face.
The weak defeating the strong, and groups joining forces to fight across several major realms.
Perhaps only Hanyu's path of