"Xiu! I did it! I did it!!!" Shen Yanxiao excitedly held her sacred tool-bearing hand, her face showing an excitement she had never felt before.
Xiu's figure slowly appeared by Shen Yanxiao's side. He could feel how happy Shen Yanxiao was right now.
In order to find a way to make superior sacred tools, she studied alchemy books day and night and performed alchemy countless times. Under the blow of countless failures, she did not give up, but became more determined.
Her persistence was not for herself, but to enable all races to use superior sacred tools to increase their fighting strength so that they could have more chances of survival in the upcoming decisive war.
