Hehe, True Person Mingjian truly was a genius! Unfortunately, he could only use this method to drive a single flying sword. He probably did not dare split off even the slightest bit more of his Primordial Spirit. Enduring the pain in his natal Primordial Spirit, Xiao Hua secretly chuckled. He does not understand the ghost cultivators' art of splitting the spirit. Each time he splits off a Primordial Spirit, it is likely no less than half! If he divided his Primordial Spirit into nine parts like Senior Li Xiubai, would his natal Primordial Spirit not shrink until it was tiny beyond tiny? The other Primordial Spirits would be extremely likely to devour their master, wouldn't they? This is probably why Senior Li Xiubai did not dare attempt it!
Afterward, Xiao Hua closed his eyes and regulated his breathing. Once the pain around his Primordial Spirit had eased somewhat, he waved his hand and took out the jade bottle containing Green Python venom. With a hand seal, he drew out a drop of venom from the bottle and used a secret art to divide it into nine portions. Then, after steadying his mind once more, he waved his hand again and took the roots and stalks of the Youth-Preserving Grass from his space.
Ever since Xiao Hua had tossed that Youth-Preserving Grass, which Chen Yi and Chun Kui had deemed utterly dead, into his space, it had shown no movement at first. Xiao Hua had even checked on it before entering the Mo Ran Black Forest, and had basically given up all hope. Yet after Xiao Hua had been trapped by Ink Sand and desperately used a secret art to refine true essence, pushing his cultivation into the mid Foundation Establishment stage, changes had occurred within the space once again. Because