Late February was the season when pear blossoms bloomed in profusion.
Pear Snow Mountain now truly lived up to its name.
Back when Three Pure Ones Mountain moved mountains to create a formation for planting the Ginseng Fruit, it had raised this new Pear Snow Mountain and covered it with a variety of pear tree called "Clear Snow."
Now spring had come, with clear skies overhead and pear blossoms in full bloom. The branches looked as though white snow were swirling among them; once thousands upon thousands of pear trees flowered, the entire mountain lay blanketed in snow.
Eaves like azure dragons hid within the pear grove.
A Daoist temple stood here, named Heaven-Observing Temple.
Quite a few people stood before its gates.
Some belonged to Three Pure Ones Mountain, and some did not. But if anything happened to these people, even Three Pure Ones Mountain could not bear the consequences, and the recently founded Haoran Alliance would likely crumble overnight.
Feng Ji Hu reached out and poked Cheng Xinzhan. Sure enough, sparks burst from his fingertip, leaving him both amused and startled.
"It's been nearly half a year. Why hasn't the lightning on you dispersed yet?"
Cheng Xinzhan rolled his eyes at him.
"Did you really think Core Formation and surviving a tribulation within a single year was easy?"
He sighed deeply and continued, "I really pushed things as far as they could possibly go. My Dharma Treasure, golden core, and physical body—
"Every last one was at its limit. Things are a little better now. Right after the tribulation, even my breath carried lightning, and sparks followed every step."
"Then when will you finish refining and absorbing the tribulation lightning?"
Cheng Xinzhan thought it over. "Three to five years, certainly."
Li Chengyan laughed heartily at this.
"What do