Chapter 823: Entering the Divine Ruins
Xie Wuming didn’t seem very reliable, but the moment he set up the enchanted formation, prepared the spirit herb, and picked up the thin blade that gleamed with silver light, his expression turned serious.
His eyes shone with divine light, his fingers tensed with protruding tendons, and all of his spirit sense gathered at his hands.
This was what they called the aura of a grandmaster.
A bronze cauldron sat within the enchanted formation. Xie Wuming carefully placed the materials prepared by Whale-Riding Immortal into the cauldron one by one. Many of these ingredients were incredibly rare, and even he couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.
However, for someone of Whale-Riding Immortal’s caliber, only legendary artifacts remained truly out of reach.
Inside the cauldron, a violet-blue liquid simmered over a gentle flame. As more materials were added, a miraculous transformation unfolded. The vibrant ingredients were slow-cooked over low heat and gradually condensed into a thick, milky-white substance, faintly taking the shape of a skeletal structure.
Xie Wuming turned to the Sword Emperor and asked, "Does height matter?"
The Sword Emperor chuckled sheepishly. "If I could be taller, that would be best."
"Don't worry. Since we've taken your money, we'll make sure you're fully satisfied," Xie Wuming said, patting his chest. "Just tell me how you want it adjusted."
The Whale-Riding Immortal and the Sword Emperor gathered around the large cauldron, watching as Xie Wuming meticulously sculpted with a tiny saber.
The Whale-Riding Immortal frowned at the Sword Emperor’s soul and said, “In my opinion, the height need to be increased. Yes, mainly the legs. Your proportions are too average...