The Officiant Daoist Nun sensed the changes in her Inner Landscape.
She wanted her Yang Spirit to take a look, but her Yang Spirit drifted blissfully along, crying out, "How beautiful!"
"Forget it. Let her be!"
"Wang Quan wouldn't hurt me anyway!"
The Officiant Daoist Nun relaxed and continued reciting the Daoist scripture Wang Quan had taught her, feeling even more as though she were floating.
Within the Inner Landscape:
Wang Quan sorted out the Officiant's Fundamental Method, spells, and even her Yang Spirit.
At first, he could still sense some resistance from the Officiant Daoist Nun's Yang Spirit.
But before long, all resistance suddenly vanished.
That made his work much easier.
"It seems the Officiant trusts me completely after all, entrusting everything she has to my hands."
Otherwise, his work would never have been this easy.
Toot! Toot! Toot!
He played the flute, and the paper people swayed to the music, carrying all kinds of materials as they built the Foundation Establishment Dao Platform, working with fiery enthusiasm.
An incense stick's worth of time...
Two hours...
A day and a night...
Crack!
When the final piece of material was piled onto the Foundation Establishment Dao Platform, the Officiant Daoist Nun's cramped Inner Landscape suddenly shuddered, followed by peals of rumbling.
Her Inner Landscape was expanding.
Her Fundamental Method, spells, Dharma Power, and even Yang Spirit all converged on this Foundation Establishment altar, leaving imprints upon it.
The Officiant's Yang Spirit even lay lazily on the altar, sleeping with innocent abandon.
Wang Quan examined the Foundation Establishment Dao Platform with his hands behind his back.
This Foundation Establishment Dao Platform resembled his Top-Tier Foundation Establishment Dao Platform: both had 108 tiers.
But its power and mysteries fell far short of his.
"Something fashioned after the fact isn't a true Top-Tier