Behind the side hall, Ye Feng sat cross-legged, and "spiritual leaves" would occasionally condense and be placed on the tray in front of him.
The saplings of today can no longer be called saplings; to be precise, they should be called large trees.
The entire tree is 66 meters tall, entirely emerald green, and shimmering with a spiritual light.
The spiritual energy emitted with each breath was enough to replenish his entire body's magical power during his Mahayana stage!
Even spirit leaves, once picked, no longer replenish using the maximum limit, but instead regenerate on their own!
However, if too much is consumed at once, it will still require mana to replenish...
Once you reach the Loose Immortal level, you can collect the scattered laws in the space and transform top-grade spirit stones into immortal essence stones.
Even a first-level Loose Immortal, who doesn't cultivate for a hundred years but tirelessly gathers the power of laws, can only condense one immortal stone.
Each subsequent floor can reduce this time by approximately one-tenth.
In other words, it would take about fifty years to condense the sixth level of the Immortal Venerable realm.
If one cultivates multiple laws, this time can be shortened even further...
As for Ye Feng, he felt that his current rate of condensation should not exceed one year!
But how can earning one immortal stone in a year of sleepless work compare to earning 100 million transaction points in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea!
On the 66-meter-tall tree, 666 small white flowers bloom, and in the center of three or five of them, a tiny fruit emerges...
As the maximum mana was continuously absorbed, spirit leaves were constantly falling and being generated.
But these little flowers and fruits showed no reaction whatsoever.
"It seems they're determined to consume my power of laws!"
The five small fruits that have now formed are the result of him feeding them with the extra dark laws he obtained during his daring tribulation in the Chaotic Star Sea...
Just as he was hesitating, Zhou Yongcheng walked in with a complex and amazed look in his eyes.
"Zhou Yongcheng pays respects to the Divine Leaf Immortal Venerable!"
"Senior Brother, there are no outsiders here, there's no need for this."
This Divine Leaf Immortal Venerable... is far inferior to Invincible and Divine Eye.
But it's already spread, and it's too late to change it.
"Junior Brother Ye, is your sect... just for making money?"
"right!"
"These things can be handed over to the outer sect servants when you take over the sect. Why bother spending so much effort on them!"
"Senior Brother, you flatter me. I didn't put in much effort. I simply provided an opportunity for them to earn cultivation resources through their own efforts!"
Hearing Ye Feng say that, Zhou Yongcheng didn't know what to say.
The disciples of Penglai Sect all have very ordinary aptitudes. This was mentioned by Feng Minyi some time ago when she taught him the cultivation technique.
These people, even in the border region of Tiannan, wouldn't be able to join a sect, which shows how low their aptitude is.
Let alone the Golden Core stage, even the Foundation Establishment stage is extremely difficult.
But under Ye Feng's tutelage, these people have had their fates completely changed...
"Junior brother, what are your plans for the future?"
Looking at Zhou Yongcheng's expression, Ye Feng couldn't help but give a self-deprecating smile.
What are your plans for the future?
The entire cultivation world is on the verge of collapse; how can anyone think so far ahead?
The dark mist rolled in, and with countless demonic beasts being corrupted, it seemed the mist would only increase in size and speed up its advance...
This news is currently only known to a few powerful immortals.
In Zhou Yongcheng's eyes, although the calamity of the evil god was terrifying, once a solution was found, it was just a small obstacle that would be resolved sooner or later.
Living under the sun year-round, even knowing that disaster is imminent, it is still hard to imagine what it would be like if the sun didn't rise tomorrow.
Moreover, even if Ye Feng defeats Ancestor Wugensheng, his original form, the decaying tree, is still waiting for him.
As for future plans... who knows!
Now, the only thing he can do, and needs to do, is sell things!
Not only do we need to sell, we need to sell aggressively, sell relentlessly... to grow bigger and stronger, and create new glories!
If he could have the same level of control in the Central Continent as he did in the Southern Continent, it wouldn't be impossible for him to reach a trillion transaction points in a short time!
"Senior Brother, I need to take most of the manpower recruited this time! However, the Five Elements Sect can select those with outstanding aptitude first!"
At this moment, the dozen or so balanced spiritual root practitioners that Ye Feng brought had already taken over the work of Liang Yuyan and the others.
Furthermore, Xiao Xuan and her team will arrange a special rehabilitation, brainwashing, and education team to specifically care for these individuals.
Even if Ye Feng doesn't greet Zhou Yongcheng, these people will only obey Ye Feng, the Great Immortal Venerable.
After hearing this, Zhou Yongcheng's expression was complicated, but he also felt a sense of relief.
The Penglai Sect has its own complete management system. If that system were to be brought into the Five Elements Sect, he would truly have no face to face his ancestors.
Now that Ye Feng had spoken frankly, he actually felt relieved.
The money distributed to everyone was paid out of Ye Feng's own pocket, so how it was used was naturally up to him.
But Ye Feng clearly values Penglai more... His idea of having Ye Feng take over the reins may be in vain.
Their conversation was brief and to the point.
Zhou Yongcheng has many things to arrange, and Ye Feng also needs to continuously gather the leaves.
Furthermore, Ling Fengxue is already arranging for the cultivators who were affected by the last battle to come over.
Liu Tiejun and Liang Wendao are still imprisoned under spirit-suppressing techniques...
Last time, it wasn't easy to condense the spirit leaves, but now, it's no problem to do it all at once!
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Tiannan
The eight top sects dispatched nearly ten thousand Nascent Soul cultivators to personally oversee the relocation, which took several days to move all humans away.
In major cities, the once bustling scenes are gone, leaving only cold winds blowing and banners waving.
Every now and then, some animals and monsters would come out to hunt for food.
Everywhere was deathly silent.
But this deathly silence didn't last long; suddenly, the earth shook violently.
Countless large animals and monsters fled desperately through the streets...
This escape was destined to be futile.
Behind it, a thick, black mist swept past in an instant, leaving all the animals standing motionless, their eyes glazed over.
Within a few breaths, all the animals were covered in black mist, their eyes turned blood red, their teeth sharpened, and they charged forward...
On the Purple Snow Plain, a dark figure stood in the void, expressionless as he looked down.
After a long while, he swung his palm out.
This "land of no spirits," spanning nearly ten thousand miles, was instantly reduced to ruins!
"It won't be long before the Chaotic Star Sea arrives... Once I transcend my tribulation, no one in this world will be able to stop me!"
"The world is mine!"
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