Void Fishing Hook

In the inn, once he had settled in, Li Su began taking stock of his supplies.

He had killed quite a few people and obtained quite a few storage pouches.

They were what cultivators of the Mythical Realm used to store items, ranging from half a cubic meter to ten cubic meters.

Unfortunately, back at the immortal mountain, when facing the siege by Great Nether Hall of the Central Region, he had struck too heavily. With a single slash, the storage pouches had been ground out of existence by Li Su.

He had only gotten one from one of them—the person who had attacked him first.

Other than that, there was Lie Ba, whom he had beaten to death, as well as the first three from Five Elements Mountain.

Adding the one he had obtained from the bandit leader not long ago, there were six in total.

Li Su had not cared much before. In this world, Dao rhythm was the only thing he lacked; everything else was rather inconsequential.

Looking at his Dao Fruit, it had only just passed thirteen percent. Li Su had already refined more than half the Dao rhythm within the dragon horn he had snapped from that imposing fellow's skull. Mainly because he had not touched the true dragon inscriptions, the horn itself had remained basically intact. Thus, the amount of Dao rhythm had been far less than expected.

This horn could be used for forging artifacts. Previously, when he layered his sword intent, the reason the sword body had shattered was that it could not bear the load.

Although the Numinous Treasure chapter could forge objects from the void, shaping them out of energy, its wonders were extraordinary. At Li Su's current realm, the resulting objects were comparable to divine weapons and precious artifacts.