The more Feng Jun hesitated, the more the Earth Spirit wanted to return to Bell's Mountain. Compared to the Earth Vein there, this desert was simply good for nothing!
After communicating for most of the day, Feng Jun finally agreed to its request.
However, he gave it a formal warning: "If you go back and don't work properly, I can still find somewhere even more desolate than this. Don't blame me for not warning you."
Naturally, the Earth Spirit readily agreed, because it was surprised to discover that Feng Jun did not seem to mind staying in such a barren place.
It truly could not understand this. For someone at the Emergence from Dust High Stage, remaining in such an environment was not only a waste of life; staying too long could even affect one's cultivation.
Thus, the Earth Spirit naturally assumed that Feng Jun might have some unusual preferences and had experienced many similar environments.
To be honest, it truly found surviving in a place like this unbearable. For Five-Element Spirits, pursuing growth and expansion was their nature. If it really remained in this desert, it would not grow even after another hundred thousand years—decline was even more likely.
That mountain range, on the other hand, might slowly flourish if properly managed, although it would still take a very long time.
After agreeing to it, Feng Jun did not leave. Instead, he sat there leisurely drinking tea and took out some books to read.
When the sun reached its zenith and the heat became scorching, the Earth Spirit could not help asking, "Boss, when are we leaving?"
"What's the rush?" Feng Jun did not even raise his eyelids. "I haven't decided whether to leave yet. What if they don't come again? Wouldn't we have wasted all this effort by