Things Done, He Brushed Off His Sleeves and Left

At that moment, pale blue mycelium sprouted densely from the pool, taking on a form of life unlike anything seen before.

Unlike all mycelium that had come before, these pale blue strands weren't smooth and threadlike.

Instead, their fine surfaces were covered in minuscule, translucent leaves!

The leaves were so tiny that ordinary human eyes would only see a faint haze on the mycelium's surface, or perhaps a strange refraction of light.

But to Xiao Ran and the others, who had already become Consciousness Bodies, every tiny leaf was perfectly clear.

Each one resembled an exquisitely carved jade leaf or an ethereal feather of energy. They grew in a staggered pattern along the mycelium's main axis, forming a marvelous structure somewhere between a fern and microscopic seaweed.

"It worked!"

Seeing the mycelium surge from the cultivation pool, Wu Man was overcome with joy.

The successful synthesis of Fifth Generation Mycelium proved that the path he had first envisioned was the right one.

This wasn't just proof that his idea was sound. Wu Man was also thrilled, as if he'd found a breakthrough that would shape the future.

Xiao Ran noticed the commotion and turned his consciousness toward it. He was immediately drawn to the newly grown Fifth Generation Mycelium.

Each strand was covered in leaves so thin they were almost translucent, their pale blue interiors holding a faint glow that seemed to flow slowly within.

More astonishingly, whenever his mental power swept over them, the leaves would quiver ever so slightly, redirecting his mental power to one side.

Every leaf was incredibly efficient at dispersing perception.

If the mycelium hadn't been unoccupied, Xiao Ran would have found it difficult to detect these details.

His expectations for the Fifth Generation Mycelium soared. Without hesitation, he immediately moved his will into it.