While the Curled-Branch Swords held off the seventh tribulation bolt, Lin Mo did not sit idle.
Moving like lightning, he took the Heaven-Returning Pill he had traded for at the Hundred Blessings Market from his Storage Bag and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he took out an Iceberg Talisman and a large wooden tub, filling the tub with diluted mid-grade spirit spring water.
Splash!
Lin Mo leaped straight into the wooden tub without even taking off his clothes. He gripped the Iceberg Talisman tightly, spiritual energy coursing rapidly over its surface, ready to activate it at any moment.
This was almost every defense Lin Mo could muster.
He could have set up defensive formations, but he had given all his mid-grade spirit stones to the Spirit-Devouring Vine to power the Azure Wood Sword Formation. It was more effective than any defensive formation he knew!
Rumble...
High above, the seventh tribulation bolt finally began to dissipate.
The Spirit-Devouring Vine's core root ball remained unharmed, and the Curled-Branch Swords, which had broken and regrown several times, were restored once more.
However, cracks had appeared in the five thousand-odd mid-grade spirit stones. The Vine Root Ball had clearly absorbed all their spiritual energy, leaving them no different from ordinary mountain rocks.
"Use the spring water!"
Lin Mo tipped his head back, staring fixedly at the tribulation vortex overhead, where only two layers of thunderclouds remained. He shouted, "Replenish your spiritual energy the moment it runs low! I'll give you all the spring water you need!"
That was something of an exaggeration.
Over the past six months, Lin Mo had consumed a considerable amount of spirit spring water for his own cultivation. Growing spirit plants also required irrigation, and no amount of spirit liquid ever seemed enough.
Especially during the last two months,