At the edge of the Origin Pool, mist swirled, and faint dragon roars echoed.
Mo Lin and his group stepped into this vast ocean of origin energy, where pure origin energy rushed toward them.
However, Mo Lin merely swept his gaze over it before curling his lips in disinterest.
"The spiritual energy is impure, all glitter and no substance. Compared to the Yin Yang Spiritual Spring in the Primordial Chaos Realm, it falls far short." A faint glimmer flashed in his Immortal Eye as he saw through the true nature of this Origin Pool, his tone openly critical.
To someone who had once been a Dou Di, the quality of origin energy here truly did not deserve his attention.
Yao Yao's expression remained cool as she nodded slightly, clearly in agreement. Zi Yan wrinkled her little nose, somewhat disappointed as well. "It smells pretty nice, but it feels... not strong enough."
Zuoqiu Qingyu's peach blossom eyes shimmered as she laughed charmingly. "After all, this is the foundation of the Cang Xuan Sect. Still, for ordinary disciples, it's already an enormous opportunity."
Little Lingxi looked around curiously. "Daddy, can those sparkling 'water' things be drunk?"
Mo Lin laughed and rubbed his daughter's head. "Xi'er, that's liquefied origin energy. You'll get bloated if you drink it."
His gaze swept across the waters below. His Immortal Eye pierced through the mist, revealing transparent water beasts roaming the depths, formed from pure dragon-vein origin energy.
Only when his gaze passed several water beasts roughly seven or eight hundred zhang long, each radiating an aura comparable to the fourth or fifth layer of the Primordial Realm, did he show a trace of interest.
"The Dragon Origin Marrow inside an eight-hundred-zhang water beast might barely be usable. Anything smaller... has too many impurities. It isn't worth