The aftereffects left by forcibly seizing spiritual roots were rapidly repaired. His physical constitution was also being altered bit by bit, and his cultivation soared at a rate visible to the naked eye.
Chunjun's spiritual roots had originally been mediocre. Later, he had transplanted Wenge's superior spiritual roots, but that had also left behind quite a few hidden dangers.
After all, they were not spiritual roots he had been born with.
Compared with Lin Qi and the others, his cultivation speed had not originally been bad.
But as he grew older, cultivation became increasingly beyond his strength.
During the Qi Refinement stage, he could still compete with Lin Qi and the others for rankings. Once he reached the Foundation Establishment Realm, he began to fall behind... Now Lin Qi was already a Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivator, while he still lingered at Foundation Establishment Late Stage.
Of the cultivators who had placed in the top ten during the Sect Grand Competition back then, even the worst among them had now reached Nascent Soul Early Stage and become sect elders.
Yet he did not even qualify to possess a cave abode of his own.
The contrast was too great, severely wounding Chunjun's pride.
This time, when he heard that Fu Shennong was traveling alone to Central Continent in search of a method to prolong his lifespan, he had even resorted to a self-inflicted injury ploy to obtain this opportunity.
Seeing this spiritual liquid refined from a Ninth-grade Divine Herb today, Chunjun silently thanked his past self for making such an incomparably correct choice.
After swallowing the spiritual liquid, Chunjun entered a state of cultivation.
At this moment, he held no guard at all against Fu Shennong, his master and biological father.
Fu Shennong, who had always been silent and restrained, stared