After pondering for a moment, Qin Tian placed the head-sized piece of Phoenix Blood Red Gold into the Five-Colored Qi to nurture it as well.
The arm-length piece of Dao Tribulation Gold was still a little too small. It would barely suffice for a one-handed sword, but fell short for a two-handed greatsword.
Compared to a one-handed sword, Qin Tian felt that a two-handed sword suited his physique better. Besides, a two-handed sword could be wielded with either one hand or both, allowing him to switch freely.
Qin Tian rented another house in the Divine City.
As for his previous residence, the owner had turned it into an art exhibit.
A hundred flowers vied for beauty in the garden, a riot of purples and reds, their fragrance mingling with the scent of soil as it wafted toward him.
Nearly two years had passed since that world-shaking swindle, and he had returned to a courtyard in the Divine City.
Qin Tian felt a sense of familiarity. This was a vast city brimming with passion.
Everyone here is talented, and they all speak so nicely. I absolutely love being in the Divine City.
As time passed, the sky gradually darkened, and the temperature abruptly dropped.
"Hmm, it looks like this is the deadly calamity I foresaw!"
Qin Tian's brow twitched. A fierce killing intent came straight toward him, like needles against his back.
He walked to the window. Just as the golden crow sank in the west and the jade rabbit rose, the sky grew dim, and bloody light soared into the heavens, casting its glow across Qin Tian's face.
"It seems... my existence has become an eyesore to quite a few people!"
With his hands clasped behind his back, Qin Tian watched the blood energy gradually rising in the distance,