Loa put the scroll away, took a deep breath, and calmed his excitement.
There were still two jade boxes.
He reached out and picked up the second jade box.
He opened it.
A stone lay inside.
It was the size of a fist, deep purple all over, with fine patterns on its surface resembling naturally formed runes. Light seemed to flow within the stone, and with each circuit, an extremely faint Lightning Arc leaped from it and vanished in the air.
Thunder Source Essence.
Loa sucked in a sharp breath.
He had heard of this-he had seen records of it in books. It was a solid crystal formed from extremely concentrated thunder element, containing the purest, most fundamental power of the thunder element.
Its uses?
As long as someone's talent was decent, using Thunder Source Essence to aid their cultivation could easily push them all the way to a Ninth-level Warrior. With better lightning affinity, breaking through to Saint with its help was not impossible either.
A Saint Warrior.
For a family, that was the foundation of its rise.
The Thunder Prison Sword Saint had prepared even this. How many more generations the Rasky Family could endure would depend on this piece of Thunder Source Essence.
Loa put the Thunder Source Essence into his Space Ring.
If the second was already this good, what about the third?
He reached out and picked up the third jade box.
The box was small, about the same size as the previous two. It felt warm and smooth in his hand, its jade finely textured, and he could vaguely sense something flowing inside.
He opened it.
An intense surge of life force instantly poured from the box!
It was so rich that it was visible to the naked eye-faint green mist drifted from the