Ling Fengshou's aged face cycled through all seven colors of the rainbow.
He had suffered a loss that left him speechless.
Gritting his teeth, he took a longsword gleaming with cold light from his Storage Ring and angrily flung it over.
"This is my Ling Household's Frost Sword, a second-grade Spirit Artifact. Will that do?"
Lin Shisan stood on no ceremony. With a harmless smile, he reached out, caught the Frost Sword, and put it into his Storage Ring.
Then he turned to Xiao Changfeng.
Xiao Changfeng involuntarily stepped back.
His face was already livid, his expression so gloomy it could have dripped water.
Gritting his teeth and stamping his foot, he finally took a bottle of freshly refined pills from his sleeve and tossed it over.
Beside him stood not only the leaders of the Eight Sects, but also the equally livid Elder Qingming. Above all, there was the Heart-Exterminating Mirror in Feng Xian'er's hands.
"A bottle of fourth-grade Realm-Breaking Pills. Will that do?"
Lin Shisan nearly laughed aloud.
Fourth-grade Realm-Breaking Pills were essential for advancing to Yellow Dragon, and one was worth ten Meridian Opening Pills.
A bottle contained ten Realm-Breaking Pills, worth a full hundred Meridian Opening Pills.
But Lin Shisan truly did not want them. What he wanted was an artifact spirit.
After devouring that wisp of Ning Jiuying's Divine Sense last time, he had reached a conclusion: the Little Black Cauldron had a particular appetite for Divine Sense.
The weakening rate had jumped straight from ten percent to twelve percent.
Although the progress was limited, it at least proved that Divine Sense worked and offered a shortcut to speeding up the weakening process.
A Spirit Artifact contained not only its owner's Divine Sense, but also its artifact spirit's purest Divine Sense Power, making it the