Han Li examined the spirit tools materials in various stores, passing through at least eight of them but finding nothing to his liking. He let out an inward sigh.

The materials in these stores weren’t bad, some could definitely be considered high quality. But with Han Li’s Vajra Arts about to reach its peak, these materials wouldn’t prove very useful to him. If he used them to refine a spirit tool, they would only amount to the level of the golden wyrm sword he made for the fat merchant.

It just wouldn’t be useful for him.

Looking at Han Li with a probing gaze, the skinny man Tian Xing quickly asked, “What? Were those materials not good enough for Brother Han?” 

“I have no use for those materials.” Han Li shook his head, making no effort to hide his disappointment.

“If they aren’t good enough for you, then I will bring you to another place. There are a few peculiar items there. However, I won’t guarantee it will have what you want.” Worthy of being a local, Tian Xing...