Starfall Sword Emperor!

Hearing this, Mu Fusheng rolled his eyes. "I'm here to remind you, alright?"

"Remind me of what?" Ye Qiubai took a sip of the hot wine and thought to himself that although this wine couldn't compare to the white wine brewed by his master, it was still quite delicious. When the time came, he could take a few bottles.

When the time came, he could even use it as a gift.

Looking in the direction of the Kunlun Heavenly Lake, Mu Fusheng asked, "How do you think the Kunlun Heavenly Lake was formed?"

Ye Qiubai looked at Mu Fusheng in confusion and said, "Isn't it pool water condensed from pure spiritual qi?"

Mu Fusheng shook his head.

"Then where did this pure spiritual qi come from?"

"Furthermore, if that's all, how can it increase one's talent?"

That's right.

If it was only a pool formed by pure spiritual qi, after absorbing it, it would only greatly increase his realm and stabilize his Dao foundation.