Facing Wang Qi's teasing, Ao Liu surprisingly did not explode. She merely snorted, turned her head away, and said no more.
Wang Qi did not truly want to fight Ao Liu either. Just as he had said, this eye of his was stronger than he himself was. In essence, it had already surpassed the Golden Core Stage, and even the circulation of spiritual power within his body had been altered. Such changes had not been tempered through practice, so they might not be stable, and they also possessed far more functions than before.
Still, Wang Qi did not regret it much. It was not entirely a bad thing. Perhaps he could seize this opportunity to pioneer a special cultivation method?
For instance, in Wang Qi's conception, every cultivator could use the Myriad Immortal Illusion Realm to control the process of Primordial Spirit transformation, transforming organs individually into Primordial Spirits. Then, with those transformed organs as a foundation and the Tianyan Tulu as a method, they could gradually let the transformed organ erode the rest of the flesh, grinding away with time until they formed a Primordial Spirit that was mediocre in function but exceptionally compatible with the cultivator themself.
Traditional "superior-grade Primordial Spirits" were all carefully designed, immensely powerful in function and highly compatible with their cultivators. Inferior-grade Primordial Spirits were equally powerful in function, but the cultivator could not make them fully compatible with themself. As for the kind of Primordial Spirit Wang Qi envisioned, it had never appeared before. No one would spend so much time and effort designing a Primordial Spirit with mediocre functions.
Moreover, once Wang Qi himself advanced into the Primordial Spirit realm, this mutated eye could also become a means of scouting and fighting enemies. He was not at a loss.
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