Early the next morning.
Bai Qi rubbed the dragon-shaped jade pendant on his right hand, lowered his eyes, and stared at the spinning nameless ink talisman.
Apart from the Dao Seed and Divine Seed hanging high above, all other skills beneath shimmered like stars, exuding a faint brilliance.
As time passed, most of the skills illuminated by it had reached the level of perfection, akin to tender fruits hanging on branches, giving an immense sense of satisfaction.
It was like a hardworking old farmer looking at his bountiful fields, feeling that his year-long hard work had finally paid off.
"Fishing, blacksmithing, cooking, butchering... these life skills seem trivial but will definitely come in handy someday and shouldn't be neglected."
Bai Qi's gaze fell on the King Ming's Rage, which had transformed into a genuine skill level under the guidance of Master Chen Xing.
He pondered when he might again capture some enlightenment and grasp the Yin-Yang Hammer.
