Song Wen looked at the Bodhi Spirit Stamens swaying in the wind within the spirit field at the valley floor. Their number had already exceeded five thousand, but after Guan Lin's death, they had been neglected and were not growing particularly well.
Weeds had even sprouted throughout the spirit field.
Song Wen removed the weeds, then uprooted the young Bodhi Spirit Stamens that had naturally propagated within the field.
Next, he took out several dozen high-grade spirit stones, crushed them into powder, and scattered it across the spirit field.
After finishing this, he turned and went to the pavilion where he had once lived.
Inside the pavilion's main hall stood a black ritual altar—the Thunder-Commanding Divine Control Ritual Altar.
Only then did he suddenly realize that it had been a long time since he had heard Gu Que speak.
During those days of intimacy with Ying Wu, in order to prevent Gu Que from peeping and from occasionally blurting out something that would ruin the mood, Song Wen had sealed off his sea of consciousness, leaving both Shadow Void and Gu Que within it unable to sense the outside world.
Song Wen immediately opened his sea of consciousness and said to Gu Que,
"Gu Que, take a look at this Thunder-Commanding Divine Control Ritual Altar. Is there something wrong with it?"
Gu Que seemed to be examining the altar. After a moment of silence, he finally spoke.
"Extreme Yin, why do you ask? There is nothing wrong with this altar."
"Then why can it no longer continue improving my lightning arts talent?" Song Wen asked.
Gu Que could not help but laugh.
"Extreme Yin, we humans have a limit to our lightning arts talent. Or rather, there is an insurmountable ceiling to the might of lightning we can wield. Do