The absence of anything unusual was the greatest abnormality of all. Uneasy, everyone checked several times, yet no ominous events occurred.
Instead, Lin Xian was in superb condition. Once he entered the four extremes secret realm, he would rival the saint sons of some ordinary sacred lands.
Even in the approaching golden great era, he would no longer be cannon fodder killed by the shock waves of battle. He could at least become a named extra, occasionally making a cameo as an all-knowing passerby.
After lengthy discussion, everyone spent some time cultivating in Yaochi's small world. This had once been a sacred land's cultivation grounds. Though it was now abandoned and fallen into decline, with most of it barren and devoid of grass, a few peaks still held spiritual beauty, their mountains green and valleys verdant.
Compared with the outside world, however, its spiritual energy was still abundant enough to make it a blessed place for cultivation.
It could even fill a little of the bottomless pit that was the desolate ancient sacred body, a physique comparable to a black hole.
"What a waste of Yaochi..." the Big Black Dog muttered, deeply unwilling to give up. The Immortal Pool was Yaochi's most important site.
In years past, this pool had been renowned throughout the world as the Northern Region's most famous Immortal Pool. Spiritual energy wreathed it in mist, and Source had even formed within its waters.
Drinking its water over a long period could extend a mortal's life, with even greater benefits for cultivators. The holy, ethereal bearing of Yaochi's women was related to this: the water slowly improved their constitutions, leaving their bodies flawless and immaculate after decades or a century.
Yaochi's water was also the finest water for refining medicines. Some great sects and sacred lands would