142 Spirit Intent

The familiar curtain of light rays fell apart and left behind a bronze-colored mahjong tile with a 3D word 'ten' drawn on it. It was filled with an aesthetic aura.

"Congratulations on receiving a time emblem!"

"Cool!"

Sun Mo couldn't help but whistle. He had received the thing that he needed the most. If not for the fact he needed to save up to purchase that great teacher halo, he would've bought a bunch of time emblems and upgraded all his skills to ancestor-grade.

The price of a good dictated the quality, just like how the grade of a skill dictated its power.

After attempting the grandmaster-grade Spirit Gathering Rune Drawing Technique and experiencing the Grand Universe Formless Divine Art, he felt uncomfortable looking at expert-grade skills.

Nothing could be done, having obsessive-compulsive disorder was a pain in the ass.

"En?"