The next day, Ji An stepped out of the small world refreshed and clear-headed, ready to greet the dawn.
A layer of golden-purple clouds appeared on the horizon, like several brilliantly colored koi playing together.
Auspicious Clouds rose beneath his feet, and he flew upward before sitting cross-legged at a certain height.
Shortly afterward, morning light shone down. He activated a secret art and absorbed the Morning Sun Purple Qi hidden within the sunlight.
Threads condensed from purple radiance were swallowed by Ji An and gathered in his Middle Dantian, circling the Blood Qi Golden Core like a nebula.
After absorbing the Morning Sun Purple Dew, Ji An rode the clouds to the place he had cultivated yesterday. He found that much of the Spell's Divine Intent had already "evaporated," and little moisture remained in the nourished soil.
"Tut, tut. This is quite troublesome."
He let out a soft sigh. The difficulty of transforming a Spirit-Severing Land was plain to see.
He reached up and scratched his head, beginning to doubt his decision. Judging from the facts, even if restoring life to the Spirit-Severing Land could earn him merit, the efficiency would certainly be low.
At most, he could cast his spell over several tens of thousands of mu at once. The Spell's Divine Intent dissipated too quickly, so he would likely need to cast it once every two days.
"Let's try it first. We'll see how long it takes to gain merit, and how much merit I can obtain."
After comforting himself inwardly, Ji An cast his spell over another ten thousand mu of Spirit Fields beside the land he had treated yesterday.
Afterward, he casually found several flying puppets and checked the events of the previous night. There was nothing unusual in the recorded footage.
Ji An rode