Each phase required careful control, as the Fire element carried a more volatile nature compared to earth and metal. The energy surged more aggressively, demanding constant regulation to prevent instability.
Two months passed.
By the end of that period, Lin Mu had reached the familiar threshold.
Ninety nine percent.
He opened his eyes and looked at what remained.
There was only a single item left.
A vial containing a dark red fluid.
The liquid seemed almost alive, its surface shifting subtly as if it carried an inner flame. Lin Mu could sense its potency immediately. It was undoubtedly a high tier material, perhaps even among the strongest he had encountered.
Yet something felt off.
It might not be enough.
Lin Mu considered his options.
He could ask the dwarves for more materials. Given their resources, it would not be difficult for them to provide something suitable.
But he hesitated.
Then a different idea formed in his mind.
Without another word, Lin Mu stood.
