Just like that, another three months passed.
At the end of December, a heavy snow turned the area around Spider Mountain pure white. Wrapped in silver, it looked especially bewitching, while the vast whiteness between heaven and earth seemed particularly bleak.
People always said autumn brought sorrow and spring brought joy, but winter also made one feel lonely. It was the flavor of all things fallen silent.
Wang Yu had been studying Foundation Establishment Spiritual Items for some time now.
He discovered that what the disciple with ulterior motives had said that day was all true, apart from the opportunity involving the incomplete map at the end. Through Situ Hong's connections, he had verified it.
Although in the ancient histories recorded by the Inverse Spirit Blood Sect, there had never been a precedent of Useless Spiritual Roots reaching Foundation Establishment, there were quite a few stories and legends of those with firm wills defying the heavens and changing their fate.
Just like Top Grade Foundation Establishment Pills, Foundation Establishment Spiritual Items suitable for Wang Yu's use were similarly rare and hard to find.
A treasure like the Cold Ice Spirit Spring was still not qualified. It had to be a rare marvel like Heavenly Frost Cold Qi, and there were no clues to it. Aside from bitter cultivation, Wang Yu had no other way.
Day after day, because of the side effects of the Corpse Demon Secret Art, his second brother showed no reaction all year round, and he had nowhere to relax either.
To a certain extent, Wang Yu had nearly lost his desires. In such circumstances, his obsession was terrifying as well; he could remain inside his room without moving for an entire year.
He could. Others could not.
For example, the gang that had been squatting on