"Ocean Crucifixion Divine Steel."
"Heaven Mending Powder..."
"Bark of the Phoenix Tree."
The names floated down the golden scroll like whispered legends, each one carrying the weight of a myth. As Ricky's eyes moved from line to glowing line, a growing sense of awe settled in his chest. The deeper he read, the more the vastness of the collection struck him.
This was no mere hoard—it was a sanctuary of knowledge, refinement, and forgotten miracles.
Contrary to his initial expectations, the majority of listed items weren't weapons or armor but auxiliary treasures—rare materials used to refine divine artifacts or brew heaven-defying pills. Items that could alter the body, temper the soul, or strengthen the very foundation of one's spiritual space.
