Mystic Thunder
Blood Baleful Island.
Inside the cave abode.
Now that he had a fourth-tier high-grade spirit island all to himself, Fang Qing felt his Sea-Devouring Technique running every moment of every day, his magic power steadily growing stronger.
Sitting cross-legged, he slowly sorted through the gains he had made during this time.
Spirit stones and medicinal herbs—piled up like mountains and seas. Seven half-damaged fourth-tier mid-grade puppets he had picked up as if scavenging trash, vast amounts of materials for crafting high-grade puppets, jade slips—
It had to be said that the ten-thousand-year accumulations and foundations of Blood Baleful Island and the Heavenly Mechanism Sect were indeed immensely satisfying.
Beyond that, there were the Heavenly Mechanism Sect's strictly guarded puppet arts and divine-sense secret techniques, along with all kinds of Blood Baleful Island demonic arts—
Even in the most secretive medicinal gardens of these two great powers, ten-thousand-year spirit herbs were far from scarce, allowing Fang Qing to gather nearly half the ingredients for the Prime Five Saints Pill and the Primordial Spirit Pill—
"Sure enough—I've struck it rich!"
"With so many benefits in hand, I can probably enter seclusion and cultivate all the way to Nascent Soul Perfection in one go! Then all that remains is Spirit Transformation!"
Fang Qing smiled faintly, then took out the greatest prize of this expedition—the Mystic Thunder Drum!
The main body of the drum was forged from bronze, its surface flickering alternately with ocher and azure hues, while streamers patterned with thunder hung from either side.
Beside it lay a double-headed thunder mallet, divided into yin and yang ends, their auras faintly linked—
"A Heaven-reaching spirit treasure—and, crucially, a lightning-attributed one. It clearly can't be used over on the Qi Consumption Path—"
After pondering for a moment, he opened his mouth and