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After observing his collection for a while, he left the Square Inch World. To him, these beast bones were merely one of the materials for crafting tools. There was still much to be done in order to refine these tools, such as dealing with the raw materials. This was the most fruitful part of his journey, though he hadn’t counted exactly how many he had collected.
The materials were originally piled up in the Cave, and that was just a portion of what he had. Most of it was stored in the Storage Device he had seized from Wang Tian. For Mo Wen, these materials were all precious items, but now was not the time to admire them; the most pressing task was to refine and purify them.
After making some plans, he set up a formation to draw forth the fire of lava, taking out ingredients and a pot to skillfully cook porridge. Before moving on to the next task, he needed a good rest. In the Underground Lava Sea, there was no distinction between day and night. Since entering the Lava Sea, although he hadn’t experienced “wind meals,” sleeping outdoors had become a regular occurrence. Even when he dug out a Cave to escape the giant waves, it was always a nerve-wracking experience. Now that things had temporarily settled down, with no Demon Beasts or people around, it was indeed rare. It was essential to have a hearty meal before resting, and when he finally slept, it was deep and uninterrupted—he slept for nine days straight.
By the fire of lava, a somewhat frail-looking youth busied himself, melting and refining chunks of material. He would only stop to eat porridge and sleep when utterly exhausted, waking up to continue refining again and again. He had lost track of how many times he had repeated this cycle; his movements had become so mechanical that they were almost automatic. Watching as the originally millstone-sized material shrank down to fist-sized pieces, he initially muttered complaints but had since grown numb to it. It was no wonder that regardless of the Realm's level outside, the demand for materials was insatiable; whenever half a fist-sized pure material appeared, it would spark a frenzy of competition. These materials were indeed hard-won.
Mo Wen had two reasons for refining materials. The first was to free up storage space; although his Storage Device had vast capacity, it had been crammed full by the time he reached the island. The second reason was to continuously hone his spirit through this process. It had been useful before, and it should still be effective now. The results did not disappoint him; through this period of constant consumption and recovery, his spirit had indeed solidified considerably and even grown stronger. Although the amount of Divine Liquid in his mind hadn’t increased, its purity felt higher.
In terms of cultivating in the Ning Shen Realm, neither the Spirit-Focusing Sutra nor any information he knew specified what level constituted complete cultivation. One theory suggested “nine layers,” stating that reaching the ninth layer of divine mist meant mastery. However, for him at this moment, that didn’t matter much; when Heavenly Tribulation arrived, it would signify that his Ning Shen Realm had reached completion. Moreover, his spirit had directly condensed into liquid form—different from those theories. Currently, as he served as Xiao Hei’s Guardian, it wasn’t feasible for him to engage in deep cultivation either. The main issue was that he only had one Xing Zhou left—the Lava Skiff—which was a life-saving yet costly “treasure.” He wouldn’t use it unless absolutely necessary.
Thus, his primary task now was to utilize his time as Guardian to craft a Xing Zhou that matched his vision—a ship that didn’t require Ling Crystals for propulsion.
Outside the Lava Sea, the protective formation of Nameless Town had already activated; the original ferry dock no longer existed, forcing those who once waited at the dock to retreat into town for shelter.
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