"What kind of meat roll is this? Such a strange name..."
"Besides, what kind of good person would give something like this to a girl? It’s really absurd."
Li Yuan looked at the sculpture with a peculiar shadow, her cheeks blushing slightly. She gave a soft scoff, but still carefully held it up.
No matter what it was, as long as it was given by Chen Mo, she liked it.
However, as soon as she held it in her hand, she felt something was off.
This doesn’t feel like wood?
The material was icy, neither metal nor iron, and carried a tingly sensation like a thunder strike.
"This is forged from lightning-struck wood and tempered with mystic flood dragon spine, capable of shattering all magic," Chen Mo explained fondly. "I’ve also inscribed a few arrays on it to enhance its power, which can be used to break formations or trigger protective spirit light."
This item is originally called the "Erosion Spirit Bone," seized back in the temple from an A-rank great demon, and after Master Chen’s artistic transformation, it turned into its current form.
Chen Mo, already a Heavenly Master and proficient in the Formation Path, found this item as merely a cherry on top.
But Li Yuan was different.
She was a pure martial cultivator; although strong, she lacked means to counter Daoist skills.
Moreover, as a Sky Scale Guard Hundred Households, she might face all sorts of dangerous situations, so having this Erosion Spirit Bone provided an extra layer of protection.
Li Yuan infused True Yuan into it, and accompanied by a buzzing sound, the sculpture levitated, gradually forming a conical shape. Thunder light flickered around it, exuding a strong aura of destruction.
"What an amazing chicken roll!"
She looked amazed; this magical treasure was clearly extraordinary, likely nearing the heavenly rank!
After playing with it for a while, she discovered a pendant bag on the table, with a black base embroidered in gold with mist-covered mountain scenery, appearing quite exquisite.
"Is this for me too?" Li Yuan asked curiously.
"That’s right," Chen Mo nodded, "This magic artifact is quite big, not easy to carry, so normally you can keep it in this Sumeru Bag."
"Su, Sumeru Bag?"
Li Yuan was stunned upon hearing this.
She had heard of such an item, a rarity even more precious than heavenly rank treasures!
Because it involves the space law, ordinary artifact master grandmasters can’t make it; only the Great Yuan Royal Family and top sect leaders might own one.
And now it was simply given to her?
"Mr. Chen, this treasure is too precious..."
"Alright, don’t say such things anymore. In my eyes, you are the most precious one."
Without further ado, Chen Mo pulled Li Yuan’s slender hand over, forced out a drop of fresh blood, and dripped it on the Sumeru Bag.


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