Zhou Leng recalled the legends and records within the divine texts, lifting his head to gaze at the sky above the cave.
Stars spread out, brilliant and beautiful.
In his eyes, the reflection of stars throughout the sky.
"The inheritance of the Starry Tree-man is one that people love..."
Zhou Leng never thought that life inheritance could be so warm.
But then he thought maybe life inheritance has always been warm, but he simply forgot.
The old voice of the Tree-man sounded again.
"Once you've completed one-tenth of your life refinement, you may open the second high-tier inheritance."
A flash of white light appeared before Zhou Leng's eyes, and he found himself in a vast passage, unknown of its exact location.
"One-tenth? It's not thirty million cells, but thirty trillion cells, now only ten million..."
Zhou Leng dressed, waiting for Silver Lake Moon, while recalling the process of life refinement.
At first glance, communicating with one's cells seems trivial.
