Yi Dong raised his silver spoon and waved it twice, grinning bitterly: "But this profession [Spirit Medium], feels like many of our country's cooking tips… A pinch of salt, appropriate amount of MSG, several star anise, many skills are vague both in consumption and yield, it all relies on that one spirituality."
Motan immediately understood Yi Dong's meaning, smiled, and nodded: "You've always been quite spiritual."
"Spiritual my ass, mate. I'm a staunch materialist."
Yi Dong twitched the corner of his mouth, spread his hands and said: "But having been a [Spirit Medium] for so long, I've roughly figured things out in my heart; put it this way, I have two ways to burst forth with power far exceeding my current realm, five minutes at the Epic Tier… mind you, Epic, not Half-step Epic should be doable, but the cost is significant, as I mentioned earlier."
"Go on."
Motan furrowed his brow, not entirely in agreement, yet indicated for Yi Dong to continue.
