Spirit-Sealing Life Spring, astonishing effects; three birds with one stone, harvest time

Two days later.

In the northeastern reaches of the Song Kingdom, clear skies stretched for ten thousand miles, with only sparse clouds.

A Spirit Boat roared through the sky at astonishing speed, trailing a long plume of spiritual light as it barreled onward, whipping up tremendous waves of air.

Foundation Establishment cultivators traveling along the route in their Escape Lights sensed its aggressive spiritual pressure from afar and turned aside, stopping to let it pass.

Some were nearly overturned by the gusts, reduced to a sorry state.

They were about to curse, but upon spotting the [Purple Pole Sect] insignia on the hull, their pupils contracted and their necks shrank back. They swallowed the words on their tongues and flew away sheepishly.

Who dared provoke a Spirit Boat belonging to the Upper Sect?

Aboard the Spirit Boat, a group of Purple Pole Sect cultivators sat or stood, wearing assorted expressions.

At their absolute center was a cultivator with a date-red complexion, a wrinkled face, and triangular eyes.

He was none other than the Purple Pole Sect's special envoy, the Gu-Surnamed False Core Cultivator, who had left the Xu Family Base, [Flying Cloud Valley], two days earlier and subsequently "visited" five or six Foundation Establishment Families.

He sat cross-legged at the prow, eyes half closed, looking utterly unperturbed, as though nothing around him particularly mattered.

Although he remained silent, the four Foundation Establishment cultivators could not keep quiet.

"Tsk, tsk. That Xu Family really is dripping with wealth."

A thin-faced Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivator leaned against the railing, greed glinting in his eyes. "Only after comparing them with the other Lineages we visited did I realize just how impressive their Spirit Fields, herb gardens, and buildings were. Tsk, tsk. To think a Foundation Establishment Family could live in such wealth