Li Che couldn't help but yearn in his heart.
That was a Supreme Grade of the Four Imperial Classes' Divine Weapon, its might extremely formidable, truly extraordinary.
Li Che reined in the power of the Dao Fruit, his Qi-Blood settled down, and he returned to being slender and unadorned.
Sitting quietly under the eaves, the wind and snow roared down, piling up on the black-tiled roof, slowly accumulating.
The charcoal stove heated water, and the emerald green tea leaves rolled continuously in the pot.
Li Che's eyelids drooped, sinking into reflection and contemplation.
"In terms of the Martial Path, my progress has been colossal, accumulating six Divine Seed Martial Arts, even the 'Blood Crocodile Sky Splitting Palm' was gathered completely from You Liqing's collection."
"However, the human body's Eight Extraordinary Meridians require eight Divine Seeds to be planted... I'm still missing two."
