Ten Thousand Flowers Ridge.
Winter. Heavy snow.
"Time really flies..." Chu Xingchen stood in the corridor, gazing at the thick flurries drifting down.
Although all of Ten Thousand Flowers Ridge looked like a vast expanse of white, its flowers would not wither because of the heavy snow.
Brush aside the snow, and vivid flowers could still be seen.
This was not the result of nourishing them with Spiritual Power.
According to Sandong, this was a distinctive feature of Ten Thousand Flowers Ridge. It had been this way since the day Sandong became conscious.
Naturally, this somewhat defied the common sense in Chu Xingchen's mind.
But naturally, this world could not be judged entirely by common sense.
Although Chu Xingchen was curious about this, he could not be bothered to investigate personally. Besides, Cui Hao had been rather restless lately, so he handed the matter over to him.
If he had nothing to do outside of cultivation, he could go investigate it.
This matter did let Chu Xingchen learn something, though-not the truth behind Ten Thousand Flowers Ridge's winter blossoms, of course.
Rather, outside of cultivation, Cui Hao was basically so idle that he had nothing worthwhile to do.
He was either out gathering information or digging here and there.
Still, Cui Hao's progress was decent, and he did take cultivation seriously, so Chu Xingchen said nothing.
Compared with the other disciples acknowledged by the system, however, Cui Hao's progress was considerably slower.
Lin Luoyu had already reached Foundation Establishment Peak and was ready to break through to the Golden Core Realm at any time.
Cui Hao, meanwhile, was still working hard to break through to the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage.
The concentration of Spiritual Power in the sect had increased enormously compared with before, and under these conditions, the gap