At present, Wang Ping had only cultivated the Fourth Realm to its second step. The Wood Spirit had merely reached adulthood and was not yet complete, yet he could sense that he could no longer continue absorbing spiritual energy to make the Wood Spirit grow.
At the same time, he felt that his Primordial Spirit and physical body could no longer coordinate as they had before. It felt like a new body—though there was no rejection, neither could he wield it as easily as an arm.
To put it plainly, it was like having just acquired a magical artifact perfectly suited to him, yet not having had time to refine it. Wang Ping felt an urgent impulse to "refine" it, but he did not know whether to use his Primordial Spirit to "refine" his physical body or use his "physical body" to refine his Primordial Spirit, so he did not act rashly.
However, he knew that the secret method ahead would surely contain the answer he sought.
Thus, he immediately probed the portion of memories Lord Xiaoshan had left him. The memories that had previously been sealed immediately showed signs of loosening, and before long, new memories imprinted themselves upon his consciousness.
Yet Wang Ping first suppressed the contents of those memories and tried to break through the seals beyond them. But with the strength of his current Primordial Spirit, all his efforts were wasted. Before that seal, the strength of his Primordial Spirit was as insignificant as an ant trying to topple a tree.
This was the first time Wang Ping had felt the difference between an ordinary Fourth Realm cultivator and one who had completed the Fourth Realm. It left him with a measure of anticipation and yearning.
After calming himself, Wang Ping looked up at Mimi, the