Xia Ping turned his hand over, and a small cluster of green flames appeared in his right palm. It flickered like a candle flame, sending out ripples of green light and filling the air with vibrant life.
It was as if the entire space had turned into a forest.
He tossed the flame out the window, sending it straight toward a small tree in the courtyard.
Rustle, rustle!
The green flame instantly merged with the tree. Its branches began shaking as if it had just swallowed some miraculous tonic.
Its entire body rapidly swelled, while roots beneath the ground extended wildly like dragons, burrowing dozens of meters into the earth to draw in its power.
In just a few breaths, it grew from one or two meters tall to more than ten, even twenty meters. Its trunk expanded several times over, until two adults standing side by side could no longer wrap their arms around it.
Its branches and leaves flourished, brimming with life. It was like a tree god.
"The Flame of Life is incredible. It can temper the body and increase one's lifespan. If I used it to cultivate spirit medicines, it would make the work effortless and multiply the results." Xia Ping marveled to himself. He had known for some time that the Flame of Life was a wondrous flame of heaven and earth, brimming with vitality.
But unless you saw it with your own eyes, you couldn't appreciate how miraculous it was.
He had only just tested it, yet it had transformed a small tree into a towering one, changing the very nature of its life. It was easy to imagine just how extraordinary this flame was.
If Xia Ping wanted to become a master at cultivating spirit medicines, he could do so right away.
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