Afterward, he dove back into the room.
This fellow seemed to have completely fallen for firearms.
The flintlock gun without ammunition had become his toy; he dismantled and assembled it repeatedly, understanding its structure by heart.
Besides this, he had someone find some ancient military books for him and carefully studied the firearms described within, including the Five Thunders Divine Machine, the Divine Fire Flying Crows, the Thunder Cannon, the Poison Fire Ball...
With each term after another coming out of his mouth, he was almost manically obsessed.
Wang Daoxuan continued to perform rituals at home, and now, with money, he had reestablished the Ancestor Master Altar with high-quality incense candles.
They needed to host a ritual ceremony to seek the blessings of their sect's ancestors from the Mystical Sect, praying for a smooth and prosperous year ahead.
As for Li Yan, he left the house early.
