On the Sky Screen, the narration accompanied an introduction.
Su Mo stood up, bringing his hands together slowly in front of his chest.
Those Immortal Herbs scattered on the ground were enveloped by the soul power surging from his palms, floating up one by one. Light was stripped away from the grass leaves like silk being drawn out, pulled into Su Mo's body.
"Su Mo sacrifices the excess Immortal Herbs, turning them into the purest soul power to store within his body, forming a soul power pool. When breaking through in the future, he can directly draw upon this reserve without needing to slowly accumulate soul power anymore."
One. Two. Three.
Those Immortal Herbs in the Original-Work World that countless people fought desperately to even touch were turning into points of light one by one like this, disappearing into Su Mo's palms.
The entire process took only a moment, yet every time one disappeared, people outside the Sky Screen let out muffled groans of heart-wrenching pain to the extreme.
"Gone... They're all gone..."
"That's the Ninth-Grade Purple Ganoderma! Something that can alter talent! He just sacrificed it like that?"
"Such a waste of natural resources! This is a total waste of natural resources!"
"Does he even know how many cities those things could trade for out in the real world? He actually sacrificed all of them!"
"My Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower..."
"He couldn't use it, and keeping it would just go to waste anyway. Sacrificing it at least turns it into stored soul power; isn't that better than having it snatched by someone else?"
"That's easy to say! Those are Immortal Herbs! Immortal Herbs that appear once in ten thousand years! If I were him, I'd eat them even if it burst me to death!"
"With Immortal Herbs being so precious,