Shattering the Core to Form the Nascent Soul

Ji An spoke with True Lord Yuxiao for a while, then took his leave. After two teleportations, he returned to Crimson Flame Peak.

Riding a crimson Spirit Cloud around the mountain forests, his mood gradually settled from its initial excitement.

Ever since breaking through to Foundation Establishment, he had lived on this mountain peak. Back then, the Spirit Vein had not covered such a vast area. The Spirit Fields totaled barely over two thousand mu, and among the spiritual plants blanketing the mountains, not a single one had reached the second order.

Back then, his master Ge Ying had still been relatively healthy, and his many Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters had all been Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

Now, the Spirit Fields covered nearly seven thousand mu. If not for the magic array restricting the Spirit Vein's range, they could have easily exceeded ten thousand mu.

Third Order Spirit Woods were everywhere. There was a third-tier High-Grade Soul Nurturing Wood in the underground cavern, as well as third-tier High-Grade Cloud Top Jade Trees, Bodhi Trees, Spiritual Peach trees, Dragon Blood Trees, Azure Dragon Woods, Vajra Bodhi Trees, and a great many third-tier mid-grade Spirit Woods.

More than half the sect's third-tier Spirit Woods grew here, not to mention the exhausted Spirit Vein deep underground that was at least fourth-tier high-grade.

It was no exaggeration to say that Crimson Flame Peak held a substantial portion of the sect's wealth.

After prosperity came the fact that some people were forever frozen in time, drowned beneath the years.

Time was a cultivator's greatest enemy. If one could not keep improving one's cultivation, one would eventually become dust on the wind of time.

After circling the mountain forest once, Ji An landed halfway up the mountain and strode into his cave abode.

He opened the