Xu Ping'an froze.
He wanted to find something to refute him with, but after running it through his mind, he realized he could not refute it.
"Disciple..."
"Don't feel ashamed."
Zhen Yuanzi waved a hand. "Most young people go through this stage."
Xu Ping'an lowered his head and remained silent for a long while. Then he clenched his fists. "I want to surpass Father, but not in some unfilial, disrespectful way. I just want to prove myself!"
Zhen Yuanzi suddenly asked, "If one day in the future, your father needed to give something for the Northern Dipper Immortal Mansion, would you support him?"
Xu Ping'an raised his head and blurted out without hesitation, "Of course I would!"
Jade Balance Star.
Xu Changqing hovered above the clouds. The Creation Green Lotus beneath his feet slowly closed, sending the final wisp of Creation Force into the Temporal Barrier.
He was about to return to the bamboo hut when his gaze casually swept below and stopped.
Most of the Spirit Fields across the entire planet had turned golden.
The heavy rice ears hung low, every grain plump to the fullest, the spiritual energy flowing within them clearly perceptible.
When the wind blew, hundreds of millions of Spirit Rice plants rippled in unison, waves rolling from one end of Jade Balance Star to the other, a sight of breathtaking beauty.
Of course, Spirit Rice was only one part of it.
All kinds of Spirit Fields cultivated different spiritual plants.
For instance, one mu of Spirit Field was planted with Heart-Illusion Flowers.
Petal after petal fell from the branches, burning into cold blue flames in midair.
After burning away, they left behind a sesame-seed-sized seed that fell back into the soil.
Whether it was the golden Spirit Rice or the Heart-Illusion Flowers' "spontaneous