Xiao Yan and Yao Wan had not forgotten the troublesome hot potato in their hands.
Although Pu Ku had taught them the method for refining this Buddha Sect artifact before leaving, that did not mean it would be easy to handle.
Under Yao Emperor's slightly surprised gaze, Yao Wan unconsciously took a deep breath, then instinctively looked toward Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan immediately understood. He took the crimson-gold alms bowl from his Storage Ring.
Having lost its owner's control, the once crimson-gold alms bowl had fallen into silent darkness, its color now a dull gold.
Upon close inspection, the fine patterns on the dull-gold bowl's surface could no longer be seen clearly. Yet if one lightly ran a fingertip across it, one could still feel the uneven indentations left by the scriptures.
"What do we do next?"
Watching the dazzling Desire Seal flicker in her palm, Yao Wan could indeed sense that the seal in her hand seemed to share some kind of connection with the alms bowl before her.
It was truly novel. After all, the Dou Qi Continent had no proper spirit artifacts. Even Xiao Yan's Heavenly Tomb Stele had only been forged with Xiao Xuan's rudimentary knowledge of ancient weapon-refining techniques. Yao Wan herself knew very little about such things.
Still, she was genuinely interested in the Art of Weapon Refinement.
"Simple. Connect your divine sense to the Desire Seal, then try to refine the alms bowl."
"Me?"
Yao Wan gave a soft cry of surprise, leaving Yao Emperor rather speechless.
"If you really don't want to, there shouldn't be any problem with letting Xiao Yan refine it instead."
Yao Emperor sighed. She truly did not know how to judge Yao Wan's reaction of failing to appreciate her good fortune.
"You've had it too comfortable for too