Nameless Wild Lake,
Inside the mine, Zhao Sheng activated the Spirit Fire Gourd, from which a thick purplish Spiritual Fire as thick as a child's arm sprayed continuously.
At this moment, not far in front of Zhao Sheng, dozens of Geng Gold were slowly melting under the relentless burning of the Spiritual Fire, showing signs of fusion.
Time slowly passed, sweat appeared on Zhao Sheng's forehead, and his eyes looked slightly weary.
But he dared not relax at all, striving to maintain the stable output of the Spiritual Fire.
A quarter of an hour later, a bead flashing with blue light was rising and falling, spinning sleekly within the Spiritual Fire.
Seeing this, Zhao Sheng's heart leaped for joy. He immediately withdrew the Spiritual Fire and summoned the Geng Gold Pearl to his side, then carefully placed it on the spirit plate beside him to cool naturally.
By now, the spirit plate already held another bead of the same size as the Geng Gold Pearl.