Purple Moon Sacred Land

Chen Fan looked down at the boundless lake stretching as far as the eye could see.

"This lake should be the Crescent Moon Lake I deduced within the Sun-Covering Mirror. I just didn't expect it to be this vast! And it seems to contain some sort of special power..."

At every moment, the lake water radiated a dense, pure energy.

He immediately flew down, drawing close to the surface.

As he approached, he could sense the rich aura of life within the water. Yet this lake water gave off an entirely different feeling from the water of life produced by the Spring Spirit in his hand!

"White Lord, do you know where this is?" Chen Fan asked this seasoned old hand at his side.

"I don't." White Lord's lazy voice sounded beside Chen Fan's ear. "But I can sense the aura of the 'Dao Rhythm of Life' within this lake water, something the waters of the Fountain of Youth do not possess. Gather more of this spring water. Perhaps you might have a chance to comprehend the 'Dao of Life'!"

Though White Lord's memories were incomplete, his discernment remained exceedingly high. Anything that caught his eye could never be ordinary!

Chen Fan's eyes gleamed as he licked his lips.

"Good stuff!"

He immediately took out a yellow gourd.

This gourd was also a storage treasure in his possession, one he had previously used to hold the waters of the Fountain of Youth.

Chen Fan immediately stirred the power of heaven and earth, guiding the lake water into the yellow gourd.

Yet the instant the water left the lake's surface, its spiritual energy faded away, turning into ordinary water instead.

"This..."

Chen Fan's eyes widened. When the spring water of the Spring of Life left the Spring Spirit, its power would