All he could see was snowy white: plum blossoms proud against the frost, surging waves rolling up a thousand drifts of snow. Xiao Tian longed to tread through that snow in search of plum blossoms and properly savor this exquisite winter scenery.
The plum must concede three shades of whiteness to the snow, yet the snow lacked the plum's fragrance!
Still, he was thin-skinned, after all. After briefly admiring the view, he vanished in a flash and left. His cultivation had already concluded.
After emerging from seclusion, Xiao Tian first went to pay his respects to Grand Elder Meng Tianzheng, report his progress, and cling tightly to that powerful backer. For the foreseeable future, the people he feared most were Wang Changsheng, that freak suspected of being possessed by a demonized Immortal King, and that shameless, sinister old woman, Jin Taijun.
Instead, he was told that the Grand Elder had taken Shi Hao into seclusion.
Xiao Tian pondered this. Shi Hao had already reached Heavenly God Perfection. Next came the breakthrough to the Void Dao Realm. Under normal circumstances, the Immortal Ancient Method required fusing with one of the finest Immortal Seeds in existence, ideally one at the True Immortal level, or even the Immortal King level or higher.
But Xiao Tian had long since told Meng Tianzheng that Shi Hao had cultivated his three strands of immortal qi through his own bitter struggles. He had also described Shi Hao's childhood experiences with nirvana. This was a fierce fellow whose Supreme Bone had been dug out twice-the second time by his own hand-and who had even shattered the Immortal Bone formed during his third nirvana.
Upon hearing this, Meng Tianzheng had thought that although he himself had failed on the invincible path of using the body as a seed, Shi