On the table in front of Mo Xiuwen were several banners.
He had acquired these things long ago, but the Mo Family had always been clueless about them.
Eventually, they ended up in his hands to solve.
Indeed, these were the Celestial Travel Flags once seen in White Emperor City, seized by Han Yu from the Ox's hands.
One has to acknowledge Mo Xiuwen's talent; in a short period, he managed to figure out a way to replicate them.
But replication was never his style; creating something better was his true goal.
At this moment, he no longer resembled a noble young master, with a scruffy beard and disheveled hair, looking genuinely bedraggled.
He had been tirelessly working here for almost half a month without rest; if not for his cultivation in the Divine Gaze Realm, he might have already collapsed.
He would often joke that Mo Family members practice cultivation to have more time to dedicate to their mechanism craft.
At present, he was staring blankly at a few Spirit Stones.
