Hum!
A devouring force surged from his body, instantly enveloping the long sword in his hand.
The next moment, the blade trembled faintly.
The spiritual essence accumulated within it was drawn out strand by strand, flowing through Chun Xiaobai's palm into his meridians, then into his body.
Within a few breaths, the sheen on the long sword rapidly dimmed, and its once-keen edge gradually lost its spirituality.
Chun Xiaobai carefully assessed the sensation for a moment, then opened his eyes.
Rather than rushing to a conclusion, he turned his hand over and took fifty million spirit stones from his Storage Ring, spilling them across the room with a clatter.
Dense spiritual qi immediately washed over him.
"Martial God Art, one more round!"
Boom!
The spirit stones on the floor shuddered in unison. Spiritual qi gushed from them, merging into a torrent that raced into Chun Xiaobai's body.
Within a few breaths, all fifty million spirit stones had been devoured.
The stones strewn across the floor lost their luster and crumbled into grayish-white fragments that scattered at the slightest touch.
Chun Xiaobai compared the two results, his eyes gradually lighting up.
Just as he had thought.
Directly devouring the spiritual qi in magical artifacts was far faster and yielded more tangible results than absorbing it from spirit stones.
This also confirmed that the Martial God Art was never meant to rely on absorbing spirit stones. It absorbed the spiritual essence of all things.
There was just one problem with this path.
High-grade magical artifacts were too hard to come by, and high-grade spirit herbs were far too rare.
Magical treasures in particular-even slightly better-quality ones-usually commanded market prices of around ten million spirit stones, yet precious few ever actually reached the market.
Most were divided up among the various powers before