The many cultivators present in their true bodies wore strange expressions. "Daoist brother, you clear out evil more efficiently, so your harvest must be greater."
"Why haven't you reached Foundation Establishment yet?"
Wang Quan chuckled. "I'm still too young. I need to build up some reserves first!"
The others... did not believe a single word.
In all the vast Lower Court, who didn't know that you, Wang Quan the Flower-Scatter Daoist, were now the strongest below Foundation Establishment?
Your reserves weren't enough?
Ha!
What a hilarious excuse!
Everyone laughed it off and stopped pressing him, going about their own business instead.
One day...
Three days...
Five days...
The cultivators in their true bodies delivered one cubic measure of five-colored earth after another.
As the five-colored earth piled up, Wang Quan chanted Dao Language.
Within a breath, the five-colored earth began turning on its own, gathering into the shape of an altar.
Under normal circumstances, once the altar took shape, it would still need to weather wind and sun and over a dozen cycles of the seasons before becoming a Magic Treasure.
But the instant the altar took shape, white light suddenly erupted throughout the vast safe zone and enveloped it.
Within a breath, spring, summer, autumn, and winter began cycling inside the white light.
The cultivators in their true bodies watched in bewilderment.
Wang Quan's eyes, however, shone with golden light.
"[Manifest the Four Seasons]!"
"The four seasons turn within a tiny space!"
"This technique is incredible!"
He watched closely and analyzed it carefully.
At that moment, to better see the marvelous transformations of [Manifest the Four Seasons], he even summoned his money-making Yang Spirit.
Boom!
The Yang Spirit took up residence in his Inner Landscape, and the vast Inner Landscape trembled slightly.
At that very moment, his true body