The Ancestor Platform was shrouded in stormy winds and turbulent clouds.
Within the billowing mystical fog, an indescribable entity stretching thousands of kilometers roared past, dispersing the mist with an innumerable array of sweeping eye pupils.
Si Rui Zhai descended above the Ancestor Platform, casting her gaze over the island.
Li Mo sat cross-legged at the edge of the island. Due to the effects of Primordial Chaos, his flesh and blood had begun to exhibit a stonelike transformation, his body towering over seven meters, while dozens of arms protruded from his ribs.
Si Rui Zhai lingered her gaze on Li Mo for several breaths.
Li Mo’s actions seemed extraordinarily horrifying. As he absorbed spiritual energy with closed eyes, his many arms diligently and precisely refined magic artifacts.
Si Rui Zhai momentarily lost herself in thought.
Though this wasn’t the first time she witnessed Li Mo’s artifact refining skill, she still felt a sense of disbelief; the scene was simply too exaggerated.
Usually, an Artifact Refiner at the Nascent Soul Stage could indeed craft fake magical treasures.
But never before had there been an Artifact Refiner capable of simultaneously crafting twelve fake magical treasures, with each arm executing various refining steps with meticulous precision.
Li Mo’s ability to multitask was astonishing, and his refining speed far exceeded ordinary standards.
Si Rui Zhai was unaware that Li Mo was attempting to directly craft magical treasures, a feat far beyond the difficulty of fake magical treasures.
As she waited, Li Mo completed the Hundred Refinements step; the only task left was to draw spirit patterns to finalize the fake magical treasures.
Li Mo paused his refining, stood respectfully, and greeted, "Greetings, Eighth Senior Sister."
"It’s nothing," she replied.
Si Rui Zhai couldn’t find the words to respond.
Merely based on cultivation talent, Li Mo was worthy of apprenticing under the No-Life Mother, not to mention his artifact refining and brewing skills, and even his array-crafting abilities.
"This is the last batch of materials for the fake magical treasures. Junior Brother, once you finish refining, place them at the Divine Statue in the island’s center."
"Junior Brother, if you find yourself lacking refining materials, just call for me from the Ancestor Platform."
As Si Rui Zhai spoke, a mountain of various spiritual materials appeared beside Li Mo, most of which were composed of flesh and bones.
Li Mo promptly stored the spiritual materials in the Corpse Mountain Mini World, watching as Si Rui Zhai departed.
The materials Si Rui Zhai brought far exceeded Li Mo’s needs and were even sufficient for a large-scale expansion of Corpse Wine production.
Through Si Rui Zhai, Li Mo learned that the materials originated from the "Medicine Garden" in True Void Hometown.
The Medicine Garden was under the jurisdiction of Fourth Senior Sister, Qingjing.
Once Li Mo officially joined the sect, he would be able to retrieve resources from the Medicine Garden, though he’d have to consult Qingjing about the specific exchange rules.
For the Twelve Immortals, the Medicine Garden’s resources required no approval from Qingjing.
However, as the Thirteenth Immortal, he would likely have no special privileges.
Li Mo had also tried probing for information about the White Bone Sect, but Eighth Senior Sister knew very little. She wasn’t certain whether the White Bone Sect had been exterminated.
One thing was certain, though—the White Bone Sect had no cultivators at the Divine Separation Stage.
This situation aligned with Li Mo’s conjecture: If the White Bone Sect actually had cultivators at the Divine Separation Stage, they wouldn’t go to such lengths to orchestrate an Enlightenment Conference.
"Whether they’ve been wiped out remains unknown, but if the White Bone Sect truly seeks cooperation, there aren’t many ways for them to contact me."
"The White Bone Sect probably wants access to True Void Hometown, specifically through Skywell Inn."
Li Mo contemplated briefly but decided not to venture to Skywell Inn for now, as his priority was overcoming the Uncertainty Period Death Disease.
White Bone Sect? Let fate decide.
If he happened to cross their path, he’d attempt to acquire a few Divine Separation-level magical techniques.
With a cold smile, Li Mo summoned the Taiyin Law Heaven, which he had recently reforged.
Next, he planned to draw spirit patterns for twelve Mountain Spider magic treasures, aware that it would likely cause some commotion, so he resolved to finish the task inside his Cave Mansion to avoid disturbing his sisters.
The Taiyin Law Heaven hadn’t undergone any changes, having reached the Hundred Refinements limit for magic artifacts.
The focus of the Hundred Refinements lay in durability, for which he sacrificed portions of space within the Cave Mansion to prevent frequent damage to magic artifacts.
Its interior was minimalist, with a few ornamental plants growing inside and a Nearby Array inscribed along the walls, while the center housed a small pond.
Li Mo abstained from pursuing magical treasures because they required spiritual power to nurture.
Even though he possessed Three Nascent Souls, the sheer number of magical treasures he owned had already hampered his cultivation efficiency.
"Fortunately, the Artifact Soul utilizes lower-grade spirit patterns, which my current divine sense is sufficient for."
To ensure the smooth crafting of the twelve magical treasures, Li Mo brewed a batch of Nascent Soul-stage Brain Nourishing Wine using leftover materials.
[Brain Nourishing Wine]
[Made with the brainstem of Nascent Soul cultivators as a medicine base, supplemented by ten taels of avian and beast brain tissue, aged for fifty years within a Corpse Belly to form wine sediment. Temporarily enhances divine sense strength while suppressing stray thoughts.]
After consuming Brain Nourishing Wine, divine sense would temporarily increase by 20% for a duration of ten days, though users would suffer severe headaches for an hour afterward.
Although the wine sediment typically required fifty years, the nourishment from the Corpse Mountain Mini World could compress this time to about fifteen years.
By infusing the medicine power of the Nourishing Yuan Fruit, it could be brewed within one to two years.
Li Mo poured the Brain Nourishing Wine into the pond, releasing a wine aroma mingled with greasiness. Its dark yellow hue resembled molten fat.
Sitting in the pond, he picked up a Mountain Spider refined through the Hundred Refinements and began engraving spirit patterns.
With countless eye pupils wide open, bolstered by the effects of Brain Nourishing Wine, Li Mo felt utterly lucid, as though time itself had slowed to a crawl.
On the surface of the magic artifact, Li Mo meticulously outlined the Artifact Soul Spirit Patterns, pausing his strokes for several breaths each time.
For the first two-thirds of the process, he encountered no difficulties. Only near completion did he feel a suffocating pressure amid the vast ocean of spirit patterns.
Li Mo was entirely focused.
If he lost a fake magical treasure, so be it. With Si Rui Zhai supplying plenty of materials, he barely cared.
Embracing an indifferent attitude, Li Mo refined with greater fluidity and ease—surprisingly, for the first time, he crafted a magical treasure solely by his own efforts.