"First, I'll wash away the remaining imprints of the previous owner on the Sky Moon Purple Gold Wheel and the Soul Breaking Three Nails," Luo Chen said.
This step was completed quickly.
In the blink of an eye, the two magic items were devoid of anyone else's breath.
Then, having put away the two magic items, Luo Chen began to focus on the Sacrifice Refinement of the Xuanhuo Sword.
One must eat a meal one bite at a time, and so must one refine magic items, one at a time!
...
Time passed.
While Luo Chen was busily refining the magic items, three months flew by in an instant.
On the eve of the Golden Core Ceremony.
Inside Yi Seventh Cave Mansion.
A figure sat cross-legged.
Seemingly immobile, yet with each breath in and out, there was a rhythm to it.
The muscles and bones throughout his body also trembled from time to time.
If one were to get closer, they could even hear the blood within his body rushing like the tide.
