After returning to Evergreen Island, he cultivated diligently for more than half a year.
Before he knew it, the year had passed.
At the center of Evergreen Hall.
Li Ping sat cross-legged, his awareness turning toward the coiling dragon wood on Second Gray Island.
With a brief examination, he discovered that this divine wood had already reached ten thousand years of age and entered maturity. As expected, its grade had reached fourth-tier low-grade.
Ten thousand years was the limit of the coiling dragon wood's growth. Even if he continued nurturing it, its quality would not improve further.
Whoosh!
With a thought from Li Ping, the pale golden divine wood, over ten feet long, was transported from Second Gray Island into the outside world.
Boom!
The instant it landed, the enormous bluestone slabs carefully laid throughout the hall could not withstand its weight and were crushed into a deep pit.
At the same time, the aura of the fourth-tier divine wood disrupted the spiritual qi on Evergreen Island, drawing great quantities toward Evergreen Hall.
Still, the coiling dragon wood was only fourth-tier. Its appearance in the outside world could, at most, cause unusual fluctuations in the island's spiritual qi. With the island's protective array blocking them, these phenomena would not spread beyond the island, so Li Ping did not have to worry about attracting the prying eyes of other cultivators.
Looking down at the pit in the hall, he froze.
Before taking out the coiling dragon wood, he had reinforced the hall's floor to withstand a load of over ten million jin and laid down a simple formation.
Yet it had still crushed a deep pit into the ground.
After briefly gauging its weight, he realized that his thinking had been too simplistic. The mature coiling dragon wood weighed far more