The postnatal Spirit Root under his careful pruning over time had completely revived.
Tender buds were sprouting on it too, and probably it would not be too long before it began to regrow.
This brought him great joy.
In the future, once planted in his inner world, it would not only yield fruit to enhance his family's foundation but also help manage his vitality.
On this day, early in the morning, as the sun began to rise,
beams of golden light filled the nearby misty sea, painting it a golden hue.
A blue tunneling light sped through the golden mist toward the direction of Flowers Sect.
Lu Li recklessly tunneled through the vast sea, his robe thrashing in the wild wind, creating a whistling sound.
It didn't take long before he crossed the mountain gate of Flowers Sect and arrived near a large square at the foot of the mountain.
By now, there were already figures of cultivators standing on the square.