After Zi Luan and Yan Mo left, Wang Ping sat alone beneath the Old Huai Tree and pondered for a moment. His Primordial Spirit Consciousness swept over Winter Water Mountain, and he sent a message to Dong Can, telling him to come to Thousand Wood Mountain.
Dong Can did not dare delay in the slightest. He immediately transformed into a streak of light and appeared before the gates of the Mountain Top Dojo. Only after entering the dojo did he begin to wonder why he had been summoned.
Yet even when he saw Wang Ping, he could not guess the reason. He could only respectfully cup his fists and bow. "Greetings, Prefect."
"I heard you are planning to advance to the Fourth Realm. How are your preparations?"
Wang Ping beckoned Dong Can closer as he asked.
Dong Can instinctively took several steps forward and came beneath the Old Huai Tree. Wang Ping's question stirred his heart, but his expression remained calm. "In reply to the Prefect, everything that should be prepared has been completed. Only a Fourth Realm True Spirit is lacking. I have asked First Day to artificially create one. There should be news within fifty years."
A Fourth Realm True Spirit differed from a Fourth Realm cultivator. It could be artificially created through unorthodox means, but the materials required were no fewer than those for a Fourth Realm advancement. Moreover, it was frenzied and twisted, and had to be used within the shortest possible time. Otherwise, its impact on the real world would be immense.
Wang Ping nodded without offering any judgment, then asked, "Where do you plan to advance?"
Dong Can answered, "For now, I have chosen a solitary island in the South Sea."
Wang Ping nodded again, smiling as he asked, "Do you still remember the