Zhang Yang finished placing the thirty-six heavenly palaces and seventy-two treasure halls. The buildings began absorbing cosmic energy, converting it into wisps of immortal energy that drifted out from within.
Each building differed in both the speed and quality of its conversion.
Simply put, the higher the heaven, the higher the heavenly palace's standing, and the more immortal energy it released.
The thirty-second heaven had the richest immortal energy, since it had the most buildings, and their standing was far from low.
Wisps of immortal energy drifted in every direction. The heavenly palaces and treasure halls shone with golden light, which mingled with billowing immortal energy as auspicious clouds and blessed vapors enveloped purple mist.
The heavenly palaces and treasure halls complemented one another, forming an exceptionally harmonious layout.
These were only the heavenly palaces and treasure halls. Zhang Yang saw that the Wonder still had many individual buildings and facilities that had not manifested. These required energy points to materialize separately.
He did not hesitate either. This was what it meant to have deep pockets!
Merely asking for a little Dao Enlightenment Tea was hardly his style. A thick skin was the greatest magic treasure of all.
By the end of his conversation with Ancestor Yang Mei, the map had unrolled and the dagger was revealed. Following the Jade Emperor's example, Zhang Yang tearfully lamented how hard the Human Race had it...
Ancestor Yang Mei declared that he had never seen anyone so shameless!
Not only had he painfully parted with a few leaves of Dao Enlightenment Tea, but he had also given Zhang Yang ten thousand points of divine source.
That supposed tremor in space, followed by Ancestor Yang Mei's disappearance, was the art of writing.
What had actually happened was that Ancestor Yang Mei had thrown him