Chen Lin sat upright in his cultivation chamber and took out the fruit core, which flickered with lightning.
A thoughtful look crossed his face.
The thunder power contained in this fruit core was extraordinary. By comparison, it was at least equivalent to the inner core of a Rank Seven lightning-attribute monster beast.
He had no idea where Alan had obtained it. His flask of Drunken God Brew truly fell short of its value.
He now had two ways to use it.
One was to absorb it himself, improving his body's affinity with thunder power. This would strengthen his perception of the lightning-attribute rules between heaven and earth and considerably accelerate his cultivation.
The other was to use it to "feed" the Thunder God Sword.
He had discovered that the energy in this fruit core could form a special connection with the Thunder God Sword. Like Luo's origin essence light particles, it should be absorbable to strengthen the innate thunder pattern.
He needed both, which left him somewhat hesitant.
But Chen Lin soon made up his mind. He would use it to strengthen the Thunder God Sword!
Under normal circumstances, he might have chosen to improve himself. After all, cultivation was a cultivator's foundation; everything else was merely an aid.
But after his seclusion, he might go complete his Peerage Mission. He still did not know whether he would enter that mission's scenario in his true body or as a projection, so the Thunder God Sword was an indispensable trump card. Naturally, the stronger it was, the better.
Having decided, Chen Lin hesitated no longer. He took out the Thunder God Sword and had it devour and refine the energy in the fruit core little by little.
A year later.
Chen Lin looked at the innate thunder pattern, which had grown