Blackwood Cliff.
Lin Lang was studying the Formation Disk before him.
Forging it had consumed many of Blackwood Cliff's treasured reserves-not just the Nine Dragons Stone and Five-Colored Stone, but many precious materials obtained from other worlds as well.
If this failed, they would have no way to forge a second one.
"It needs the blood of a supreme expert to awaken its spirituality? You mean my blood?"
Zhong Mei looked cautiously at Lin Lang. "My lord, using an expert's blood to give a divine weapon its edge is a method passed down for thousands of years."
"There are records of it not just in our world, but in other worlds too."
"An expert's blood may contain their aura, making it the easiest way to awaken a divine weapon's spirituality. Although this Formation Disk isn't a weapon, it still qualifies as a special divine artifact."
"Other people's blood would work too, but the stronger the person, the better the effect. Essence blood from the heart would be best."
An expert's essence blood was precious in its own right, especially blood from the heart.
Nor was this a method the Mud Bodhisattva had divined; they had arrived at it based on experience.
If they were wrong, there was no telling how furious Lin Lang would be.
But Zhong Mei and Yu Yue both insisted on it. They had forged far too many divine weapons, especially Zhong Mei, who had even forged the Peerless Good Sword.
Yet no divine artifact had ever haunted his waking thoughts and dreams like this one. He felt that even sacrificing his life to forge it would be worthwhile.
Lin Lang nodded. "All right. What should I do?"
Zhong Mei breathed a sigh of relief. "We only need four drops of essence blood from your heart, my