Talent Vs Hardwork

“It’s actually a spirit-refining artifact!”

Lin Chuan’s eyes widened in astonishment as he eagerly took out the Green Patterned Cauldron.

A small bronze cauldron with three legs and two ears appeared before him.

The cauldron’s surface seemed to be etched with mysterious patterns, resembling ancient characters or runes, densely packed and countless in number.

Even without knowing its exact functions, it was clearly extraordinary.

Spirit refining, also known as enhancement, was a method that forcefully infused the power of heaven and earth into an object. It mimicked the creative powers of the heavens, capturing and enhancing objects with the energy of the world.

Whether it was pills, incense, or magical artifacts, they could all be refined.

However, due to its defiance of natural laws, it carried a certain success rate.

If successful, the object’s power would greatly increase. If it failed, the object would become worthless under the force of heavenly power.

Moreover, spirit refining could be done multiple times.

If one was lucky enough, even a common roadside weed could be enhanced to a level capable of cutting down stars.

“Oh my god, this is incredible!”

Lin Chuan took a deep breath, swallowing hard, still unable to snap out of his excitement.

He hadn’t expected such an unexpected surprise after awakening his martial spirit.

But after a moment of elation, Lin Chuan felt a surge of danger.

Such a treasure would be coveted even by the gods. If anyone found out, he would become a target for countless people.

No matter what, the existence of the Green Patterned Cauldron must remain a secret!

“But speaking of which, I remember that spirit refining requires a specific type of fire. I wonder if ordinary fire will suffice.”

As they say, practice is the only criterion for testing truth.

Lin Chuan placed the Green Patterned Cauldron on the ground and ran to the woodshed.

He returned with a bag of rice and a few sticks of wood.

“Let’s give it a try. I hope it doesn’t disappoint me!”

Lin Chuan took a deep breath, set up the firewood under the cauldron, and used a fire starter to ignite the kindling, pushing it under the wood.

Before long, the firewood was ablaze, sending up curls of smoke.

Seeing this, Lin Chuan quickly took a grain of rice and tossed it into the cauldron.

The patterns on the cauldron gradually lit up, emitting a silvery-white glow. The grain of rice began to slowly rotate, occasionally absorbing the surrounding light.

“It actually works!”

Lin Chuan restrained his excitement, keeping his eyes fixed on the cauldron’s changes.

After about half an hour, the silver patterns gradually dimmed, and the light completely faded.

“Is it finished?”

Lin Chuan reached in and picked up the refined grain of rice, examining it closely.

The once ordinary grain of rice had become translucent and crystal clear, with a striking silver pattern on its surface.

This silver pattern matched the one that lit up on the Green Patterned Cauldron, slowly turning to a dark silver over time.

“Is this rice infused with the energy of heaven and earth? It certainly looks extraordinary. I wonder what effect it will have.”

Lin Chuan gently caressed it.

“Let’s give it a try!”