In other words.
Over these past few years, Xiu Yuan had helped Morax develop a relatively steady temperament and a more flexible way of thinking.
His thoughts were now more open and expansive, no longer confined to things that looked cool but were actually useless as hell.
"All right, follow me, then," Xiu Yuan said slowly.
With Xiu Yuan leading the way, they arrived at a place that was an utter mess.
Countless craters, large and small, pitted the ground, as though an exceptionally brutal battle had taken place there.
"Big brother..."
"Is this where you usually work on new skills...?"
Morax looked at the scene before him and instinctively swallowed, so stunned by the sight that he was almost speechless.
"That's right."
"I spent three years researching this thing. I only finished it recently," Xiu Yuan admitted with a nod.
At those words, Morax shuddered all over and stared at Xiu Yuan with wide eyes.
"Th-three years!?" he almost shouted in disbelief.
After all, Xiu Yuan had come up with the Demon-Scale Long Spear while fighting him.
Including the time it took to make it, the whole process had only taken an hour...
Yet Xiu Yuan had spent three years completing this one skill!?
At that thought, he looked again at the countless deep craters stretching as far as the eye could see, and a chill swept through him.
He could not begin to imagine what Xiu Yuan had created.
"That's right." Xiu Yuan slowly extended his right hand.
A strangely shaped, cube-like object appeared before Morax.
Its interior blazed with a brilliant golden light, as though a miniature sun dwelled within it.
Its exterior, meanwhile, was tightly sealed by black stone that resembled shackles.
It simply floated there in Xiu Yuan's hand.
Morax stared at the object, his