Ji An invoked the Jade Wood Transformation Skill, controlling the output of his magical power. Green light spots exuding vibrant energy descended into the palm of his hand, then slowly dissipated into the void.
A few crystal-clear red seeds appeared in his palm, precisely the seeds of the Purple Fire Gourd.
Throughout the past year, he nourished them with magic every few days.
Now, the seeds' life force had reached its limit, unable to increase any further.
"Finally, I can plant them."
Ji An whispered softly, placing the seeds into a jade bottle.
In the spiritual vein, planting spirit medicine and spirit wood did not require much attention to the season, as long as the conditions were right, spirit plants would naturally thrive.
After finishing dinner, with the bright moon hanging over the mountain, the Gold and Fire Spirit Mechanism of Red Flame Peak had completely subsided and nestled into the mountain's belly.
