Nine Profound Mountain.
On the cushion beside the Spirit Wood tree, Wang Ping stared at the three 'Wood Spirit Origins' in his hand. These things were of no use to him now.
He did not rush to seek out Zi Luan. Instead, he first used Jupiter's enormous Spirit Gathering Array to restore the Wood Spirit within his Spirit Vein core. After obtaining these three 'Wood Spirit Origins,' he first bestowed two thousand years of lifespan upon Daoist Miaoging. Que Cai and Li Miaolin would have to wait.
Stealing two thousand years of vitality did not produce an intense karmic backlash. The cultivation Wang Ping had expended repairing the damaged Five Elements rules with his own Wood Spirit could recover in merely half a year. If he drew upon the power of the Star Sea, it could likely have been completed in an instant, but Wang Ping did not do so.
Half a year passed in the blink of an eye. The war on the Demon Star continued. The Mystic Sect and the seven sects of the Heaven Sect had all sent quite a few outer-path disciples to provide support, while their core disciples tacitly remained behind to guard their sect strongholds.
The war of faith did not continue. Ecological Zones everywhere were now in a state of semi-paralysis, and the common people had to busy themselves making a living, with no spare time to offer sacrifices. Moreover, Mystic Sect faith was not like that of Evil Cultivators; it did not have the habit of forcing believers to make offerings.
When Wang Ping awoke from meditation, he habitually swept his surroundings with his Primordial Spirit. Sensing Wang Ping's aura, Yulian immediately flew up from the river at the mountain foot. After landing beside Wang Ping and circling him once, she asked,