He casually absorbed the Corpse Essence and Soul Power offered by the zombie. Fang Zhou then twirled his spear and looked up at the blood moon.
Tonight's hunt had reached its limit. Continuing any further would only lead to an excessive drain on his body and spirit.
Thus, he decided to stop and try using the Mirror of the Heart he had just obtained from Gu Yueyuan—a Marvel said to nourish the soul.
Fang Zhou closed his eyes, allowing his mind to slowly return to his body. When he reopened them, he took the weathered Mirror of the Heart from his Space Storage Capsule.
Following the Secret Technique taught by Gu Yueyuan, Fang Zhou gently polished the mirror's surface in a specific pattern. As he completed the final wipe, his eyes unfocused, his gaze fixing completely on the mirror's surface. A different light flickered within his pupils.
A warm, delicate power, like the first ray of spring sunlight, pierced the gloom of his mind and reached the deepest part of his soul.
