A fragrant breeze left the little courtyard; two red, withered leaves drifted into the flowing water.
Su Mo sat cross-legged beside the Fish Pond, gazing at the horizon and feeling the Soul Incense flowing ceaselessly into his body.
Souls bore a hidden fragrance, but it was not a person's divine soul.
Rather, it was the attachments of a person's lifetime. The Soul Incense pouring into Su Mo also brought all manner of emotions with it.
And Su Mo seemed to have grown accustomed to it...
The world thought only that Su Mo devoured people's divine souls after they died, never knowing that those were merely Soul Incense.
"Winter is coming..." Su Mo raised his head to look at the sky, his thoughts unknown.
This would be his eighth winter since coming to this world. Time seemed to pass so quickly.
It had also made him considerably more mature. With the help of the Soul Incense Volume, his mid Spirit Transformation cultivation was advancing toward the Inquiry Realm at tremendous speed.
He had already been at the middle stage when he entered Spirit Transformation. Cultivation seemed a very simple thing for him.
Yet it was also a very difficult thing.
Leaving the past aside, a Spirit Transformation cultivator in his twenties was utterly without equal between heaven and earth.
"Young Master Su."
A call sounded behind Su Mo. He turned his head and saw the Green-Robed Attendant.
Su Mo smiled and asked, "What did the Phoenix Venerable say?"
"The Phoenix Venerable said she would settle the earlier score with you later," the Green-Robed Attendant reported truthfully.
Su Mo shook his head helplessly and said nothing more.
The north wind, turning chilly with autumn, left him somewhat lost. He did not know what exactly he was doing, either.
It seemed that once