The Gourd Space.
Within the spirit fields opened up in the mountain wilderness, the latest crop of spirit plants was about to mature, and their fresh fragrance filled the air.
The sword intent grass and the Spirit-Devouring Vine stood on opposite sides of the spirit fields, while the Gu-Devouring Bee slept soundly atop the vine's root ball. Sensing Lin Mo's arrival, it opened its bleary compound eyes, glanced at his face, then closed them again.
"Greetings, Master."
Chen Li, his body formed from ashes, drifted over from afar and bowed respectfully to Lin Mo.
Whenever Lin Mo was away, he continued following Lin Mo's instructions, never once ceasing his exploration of the Gourd Space.
With Lin Mo's cultivation reaching the third layer of Foundation Establishment, the explorable area within the Gourd Space now extended over thirteen hundred zhang.
Though the area seemed considerable, Chen Li had found nothing. Beyond the wilderness lay only mountains and valleys, with no living creatures anywhere among them. He had never even seen any vegetation.
"Thank you for your hard work."
Lin Mo waved Chen Li aside, then walked up to the sword intent grass and took out the Baleful Black Saber he had previously obtained from Guo Peng, the Tai Sui Gate Fiend.
The sword intent grass was extraordinarily tough. Even with Lin Mo's current strength, stripping away its sword-shaped leaves with his bare hands was almost impossible.
This plant, in particular, had been watered with two drops of mid-grade spirit spring water and had now reached mid-grade sixth grade, making its toughness all the more terrifying.
"Strip away the sword leaves and find the sword heart..."
Lin Mo drew a deep breath and gripped the saber's hilt with both hands. The six great Dao foundations in his dantian slowly revolved, unleashing surging spiritual