Li Bufan's Yang God stood at the edge of the Essence Liquid Space, his gaze resting on the tiny figure curled beside the pool.
He watched in silence for a moment, then sent his divine sense into the small body.
His divine sense traveled slowly through every inch of it. After examining the child's entire body, he found no meridians or acupoints. Even its organs were nothing but empty space.
Inside that body was only a mass of warm, gentle energy, compressed hundreds or thousands of times over. It pulsed slowly at the center, giving off a faint rhythm.
That structure felt remarkably similar to the spirit within the Fire Element Flag, yet far older and more profound.
In that moment, he was certain: this little thing had to be the Creation Cauldron's Cauldron Spirit.
High-grade Magic Treasures and artifacts often nurtured minds and wills of their own.
He had once encountered the Fire Element Flag at the Nine Peaks Martial Meet. That flag contained a spirit.
The Fire Element Flag had seemed precious enough to him, but compared with this Creation Cauldron, it could not measure up.
The Creation Cauldron could hold independent little worlds such as the Hundred Herbs Garden and the Blazing Sun Space, and could nurture medicinal plants. The depth and breadth of its powers far exceeded anything the Fire Element Flag could reach.
Once certain of this, he withdrew his divine sense and quickly considered how to help it recover.
He murmured, "Since it's a spirit, it should count as a form of life."
"If I treat it the same as any other living being..."
He knew there was little basis for that guess. After all, he had never heard of anyone using needle techniques to heal an artifact spirit.
But he had no better