Lin Mo had to close his eyes as the stone dissolved into a cascade of starlight, seeping into the weapon like ink into parchment. The spear was transforming from a high spirit-grade to the minimum of an ordinary heaven-grade weapon.
A pulse of energy rippled through the store, rattling the shelves and making Liu Xiaoyu yelp in surprise. Xiao Ya clapped her hands as she stared wide-eyed at the spectacle. Wu Meiyu's royal composure cracked, her spiritual senses tingling as the spear's aura climbed from high spirit-grade to something significantly stronger.
As the light faded, the [Starlit Dragon Spear], now subtly transformed, rested back in Lin Mo's hands.
The shaft now had a silver coating with shiny veins running through it like a cosmic river. The spearhead glowed with a sharper, colder light and its dragon motif now animated as if the etched beast could spring to life.
