Beneath the snowy night, deep within the mountains.
Gu An squatted down, plucked the last dandelion hidden in the snow, and then tossed it into his storage pouch.
He only harvested a year of life span, but he wasn't dissatisfied, for this month he had already reaped nearly five hundred thousand years of life span, bringing his total life span to over a million years once again.
So exhilarating!
After this night, there would be no more dandelions left out in the open within the Tai Cang Imperial Dynasty.
Within a month, he had picked over a million dandelions, half of which didn't even have a year's life span, having just sprouted not long ago.
If Gu An didn't pick them, the cultivators of Tai Cang Dynasty would have cleared them out, so he had no choice but to pick whenever he saw them, taking his chances.
He couldn't just ignore the safety of all living beings and forbid others from clearing the dandelions. Moreover, he was equally wary of the Ephemera Sect.