Secret Realm, Ping'an City!
Deep within the city, inside the Quiet Room of a small courtyard...
Cheng Buzheng, seated cross-legged on a Cloud Bed, stared intently at the pale gold treasure pearl floating before him.
Then.
His hands formed one Seal Technique after another, streams of warm, resplendent radiance sinking into the pearl suspended in midair.
His three treasures of essence, qi, and spirit surged in response.
Continuously refining the Spirit Restrictions within the pearl.
As time passed, the pale gold treasure pearl floating before the Cloud Bed gradually began to bloom with mysterious radiance.
A hazy golden halo fell across Cheng Buzheng's handsome face, making him seem like an exiled immortal beyond the Mortal world—ethereal and transcendent!
Two hours later...
The golden radiance blooming from the pale gold treasure pearl suspended in the air had reached its most dazzling peak.
At that moment, countless faint phantom patterns emerged from the pearl's surface.
Yet upon closer inspection, one could see that among those incomparably fine, intertwined patterns, some appeared incomplete.
That was right.
These were the reflected phantoms of the Spirit Restriction patterns within the Spirit Pearl.
Only, they had been reduced by more than a thousandfold.
Those with insufficient eyesight would not be able to distinguish them at all.
They could only see an intricate pattern appearing on the surface of the pale gold treasure pearl.
But this phenomenon lasted for merely three breaths before vanishing without a trace.
Then.
Cheng Buzheng, seated cross-legged on the Cloud Bed, slowly opened his eyes, a flicker of delight passing through them.
That was right.
After completely refining this treasure, Cheng Buzheng discovered that although this Spirit Pearl had fallen in grade, it still retained some characteristics of a spirit treasure.
The rest was of little consequence; only two points mattered greatly