Deep in the cavern, utter silence reigned.
The Saint energy within Shui Tian struggled to circulate, trying to refine the vast Dao Fruit origin contained in the Lotus Seed in his stomach.
But what troubled Shui Tian was how overbearing the Dao Fruit origin in the Void Ancient Lotus Seed was!
He had only managed to refine a tiny fraction, yet already felt he could barely bear it.
The energy was simply too vast. Every surge sent a tearing pain through his meridians!
When that wisp of Dao Fruit origin completed a circuit through his body and was finally absorbed by his Dao Fruit, only a tiny fraction remained—roughly one-tenth of the wisp. The rest had gone to waste.
Even so, Shui Tian could clearly feel his cultivation advancing from absorbing that tiny fraction.
By his rough estimate, that wisp of Dao Fruit origin was worth at least ten years of painstaking cultivation!
He sensed that each Void Ancient Lotus Seed within him contained roughly a hundred wisps of Dao Fruit origin. If he refined them all, he estimated he could save a thousand years of cultivation!
Two seeds would mean two thousand years!
Thinking of that, Shui Tian suddenly felt that the suffering he was enduring was nothing at all.
His motivation surged!
Gritting his teeth, Shui Tian kept going.
Sweat soaked his robe, clinging to his cold skin.
Shui Tian persevered, and two days passed.
At last, he refined one-tenth of a Void Ancient Lotus Seed.
But he had finally reached his limit and wanted to stop and rest for a while.
Feeling the swelling in his meridians, Shui Tian struggled to open one eye and look toward the figure not far away.
Shen Fan was still sitting cross-legged, his posture unchanged.
But the round Lotus Seed floating