The Ice Glowworm Grass matured even faster than Lu Xuan had anticipated.
Not long after, while inspecting the Spirit Field to check on the Spirit Plants, he discovered that the translucent progress bars underneath four stalks of the deep blue extreme-cold Spirit Grass were completely filled.
Lu Xuan carefully harvested them: four stalks of Ice Firefly Grass, three of Ordinary Quality, and one of Good Quality—which for a Grade Three Spiritual Plant was quite rare.
After storing the Ice Firefly Grass, his gaze fell upon four quietly emerging White Light Groups.
It was a matter of Core Formation, and despite the countless trials within the Red Dust Stele, his heart still harbored some trepidation.
His figure skimmed by like a fleeting light, and the four gently shimmering White Light Groups shattered silently, like fireworks blooming, with myriad tiny light points coalescing into streams of light that rushed into Lu Xuan's body.
Numerous thoughts flickered through his mind.