Chapter 671: A New Ability
It could only refine artifacts.
Huiwen appeared slightly disappointed upon hearing this, though she didn't let it show. "To have received such praise from Sister Ran Luo, you must certainly be exceptional. You need not be so modest, Daoist. I am but an ordinary guest, far beneath you in status. Once we arrive on Duyan Island, I hope you will look after me."
The journey was long. After chatting for a while, the three soon ran out of things to say. Each of them sat cross-legged in a corner of the carriage and entered quiet meditation.
More than ten days later, Qin Sang noticed that the merchant caravan had clearly picked up speed. After asking around, he learned that the merchants were selling goods to various witch race powers along the way.
It seemed these merchant guilds still understood urgency. They were not the type to chase profit at the cost of their lives.
As the journey continued, it turned out their caution had been unnecessary. While a few witch cultivators had been seen observing the caravan, there had never been any signs of real danger.
In the latter half of the route, many beast-drawn carriages were freed up. Qin Sang was finally able to occupy one alone, and he could at last enjoy some peace.
According to Ran Luo, they would arrive at Witch God Mountain by noon the next day. Qin Sang grew more expectant, wondering just what kind of place the legendary Stormy Demonic Sea truly was.
That night, while he meditated, he suddenly sensed something. Opening his eyes, he looked toward the insect basket at his waist.
Rustle...
A faint sound came from within. Qin Sang recognized it immediately. It was the fat silkworm.
It had been several months since the fat silkworm swallowed the Thousand-Hand Spider Fruit and entered its cocoon. It had remained in deep slumber ever since, showing no signs of emerging.