As he spoke, a small, black pot materialized in the tower spirit's hand. About the size of a palm and covered in dense, intricate patterns, it looked utterly ancient and thoroughly unremarkable—the kind of object that would never catch a second glance if tossed into a pile of junk.
"Master, this is the Devouring Soul Pot. It can help you store souls, and it can hold however many you wish to put in."
Su Chen's eyes lit up instantly. He knew very well what this Devouring Soul Pot meant for him.
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