Time flowed like water.
In the blink of an eye, several more decades had passed.
Wang Family Valley.
Fang Xi held a watering can in his hand and was watering the potted Ancestor Yao Mo Tree.
After this spiritual root advanced to the fifth grade, its Size as Desired divine ability had grown increasingly profound. Though it currently maintained a miniature, almost intricately carved form, Fang Xi could still sense it growing vigorously.
The reason he had brought it out instead of keeping it in the Mountain Sea Pearl cave abode was naturally to take advantage of the Wang Family's fifth-grade spiritual vein.
The cave abode where the Wang Family Old Ancestor resided was the place with the most abundant Spiritual Energy in this fifth-grade spiritual vein.
Moreover, with the Yao Mo Tree—a great glutton—added to the mix, cultivators meditating in several high-grade cave abodes near the Wang Family Old Ancestor's cave abode had all begun suffering from insufficient Spiritual Energy, which dragged down their cultivation.
But Wang Lingying, the Wang Family Head, had suppressed all of this.
He claimed that the Wang Family Old Ancestor had entered secluded cultivation and needed to absorb massive amounts of Spiritual Energy to recover from his injuries...
These reports had naturally come from the tiny puppets Fang Xi had secretly scattered around.
Once mechanical puppets reached the micrometer scale, only divine sense from a Spirit Transformation cultivator could detect them. Nascent Soul sense could basically never discover them.
At present, Fang Xi could be said to understand the Wang Family better than the Wang Family itself!
*Although the clansmen have some complaints, they also know that this Old Ancestor's injuries weren't caused by a lack of courage in battle... They haven't been too harsh. Some have even taken the initiative to donate spirit