One month later, Red Copper Mountain.
Ji An squinted slightly, looking at the row of five Purple Fire Gourds, three large and two small, on the table. The dark red gourd skin was adorned with golden flame patterns.
The large gourds were for nurturing flames, and the small ones were for holding wine.
In some ways, they were all considered space-type magical artifacts: one could collect various flames, the other could only hold liquids.
The small gourd had a warm and bright color, even looking better than the large gourd in terms of appearance.
From right to left, the gourd skins grew increasingly dull, with the one on the far left having no luster at all.
Ji An touched his nose and thought to himself:
"Could it be that Senior Brother's skills have declined? That can't be right; the more one refines similar magical artifacts, the more proficient their skills should become."
