In the floating house surrounded by thousands of scrolls, Uncle Fu sat by the side, holding a golden scroll in his hand, with eyes slightly closed. The scroll in his hand was emitting a continual golden glow.
Qin Yu, who was sitting cross-legged on a cushion, suddenly opened his eyes. Uncle Fu seemed to sense something and looked toward Qin Yu.
"Qin Yu, you? Why have you stopped refining the 'Refining Fire Bracelet'?" Uncle Fu asked in confusion. "Qin Yu, it's only been a decade or so, still early days. The Hongmeng Spiritual Treasure is originally very difficult to refine. It would be great if you could succeed within a few thousand years."
Qin Yu smiled at Uncle Fu: "Uncle Fu, what are you talking about, thousands of years? I'm feeling puzzled. I have already successfully refined the 'Refining Fire Bracelet'."
Uncle Fu was taken aback.
"You say you've succeeded in refining it?" Uncle Fu looked astonished.
