The solid lands beneath the realm gates were easy enough to explain: they were spaces like Canglan Continent, Immortal Wood Fort, and Pure Flower Terrace, with their own independent Dao laws and cycles of life.
Those very qualities gave solid lands the conditions needed to nurture immortal seeds.
Put simply, a solid land was soil. Only where there was soil could a seed sprout, and how well the immortal seedling grew afterward depended on the nutrients within it.
As far as Luo Qianchou knew, the Wave-Chasing Sea Pavilion had spent the past several thousand years trying to cultivate immortal seedlings in the solid realms under its control.
But Canglan Continent was unusual. The Upper Cultivators called it the "Land Where the Dao Ends," so it had not been chosen in any of the previous rounds of cultivation.
From the intelligence Nangong Jinghe had brought back, Luo Qianchou could make a guess about the situation in the Upper Realm.
"Fellow Daoist, if what Fellow Daoist Nangong says is true, then the one the Sea Pavilion chose as its immortal seedling must be Zhuang Xuanji, the master of the Dao Academy who ascended not long ago."
Luo Qianchou said to Chen Yang, "Back then, none of us caught those Upper Cultivators' eyes. But with Xuanji's peerless talent, she would surely be their first choice for an immortal seedling."
Chen Yang pondered briefly, then said in a low voice, "Fellow Daoist Luo, the more I hear about these immortal seedlings, the more I feel it can't be anything good."
At those words, the expressions of Luo Qianchou and Nangong Jinghe shifted.
Nangong Jinghe stepped forward. "Master is right. For the person chosen, becoming an immortal seedling can only be called a calamity... From what we've learned in the Void Realm over the years,