Three days later.
Sweet Glaze Medicine Garden.
An unbroken chain of mountains stretched to the edge of the sky.
The morning sun was just rising, spreading clear light over ten thousand acres. Towering peaks, layered ridges, verdant cliffs, and waterfalls all shone in vivid splendor, as though adorned with the seven treasures.
In a river valley, Chen Heng beckoned. An invisible force seized a lump of purple mud roughly the size of a fist, holding it immobile before abruptly lifting it into the air and bringing it before him.
Chen Heng saw that its entire substance brimmed with pure essence. Clouds and wisps of purple qi circled above and below it, shimmering as they moved. One glance was enough to tell that it was extraordinary.
Although named "Heavenly Wander Mud," this great elixir was harder than refined gold or tough iron, by no means a soft substance.
When struck with true qi, it neither shook nor trembled. A clear note rang out like the chirping of cicadas, lingering in his ears.
At this sight, a faint smile appeared on Chen Heng's face. He nodded in satisfaction and said:
"Sweet Glaze Medicine Garden truly deserves its reputation as spiritual soil painstakingly created by the two Brahma Gods. What fine, superior-grade heavenly wander mud!"
He took out a small, bright-yellow bottle and pulled out its stopper. A ring of magical light issued from its mouth and drew the heavenly wander mud inside.
As with mysterious chamber water, storing heavenly wander mud required particular care.
Once removed from the depths of the boundless earth and deprived of nourishment from Earth Element spiritual energies, its substance would soften within three months, and its quality would plummet.
For this reason, an Earth Element vessel was the most suitable container, preserving its form and substance without