Li Bufan did not wait for Small Cauldron to finish speaking before flicking his hand. A flash of spiritual light passed, and before Small Cauldron could even cry out, he was sent straight back into the Creation Cauldron. With a click, the lid sealed tightly shut.
Li Bufan laughed soundlessly. He had taken in every bit of Small Cauldron's expression just now. Those beady little eyes darting around and those two tiny hands unconsciously rubbing together had long since betrayed the little fellow's thoughts completely.
It had most likely taken a fancy to this droplet of water and wanted to pocket it for itself. What it said had been half true and half false.
Although Small Cauldron's words contained an element of deception, Li Bufan could still judge that its claim that "this object shares the same origin as Source Qi" was likely true.
Small Cauldron had never been wrong when recognizing auras. Since it said that this water droplet shared the same origin as Source Qi, the energy contained within this liquid was indeed anything but ordinary.
As for whether it could be refined, he had already reached his own conclusion.
He had just probed the liquid's internal structure with his divine sense and discovered that, while the energy within was pure, it was exceptionally stable. There was not the slightest trace of violent, unruly nature. With his current Perfect Golden Core cultivation, refining this thing should not pose much risk.
Seeing this, he decisively summoned his flying boat. It flew out from his storage ring and rapidly expanded into shape.
With a leap, he landed atop the flying boat and sat cross-legged at its prow. As spiritual light flowed over the vessel, it steadily rose into the air, tore through the sky that had already cleared, and sped