Behind the bamboo grove, a stone pond about ten feet large witnessed the passage of two thousand years in an instant.
Sprouting, branching, blooming, bearing fruit... In Gu Yuan's shocked gaze, the Dragon Elephant Fruit grew at an astonishing speed, traversing time unimaginable to ordinary people.
"This is just too mystical!"
"With this pond in hand, why worry about the sect's revival?"
Gu Yuan couldn't help but praise.
"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Gu exaggerates. Though I may appear to cultivate an exotic fruit of two thousand years in an instant with casual ease, in truth, it is the result of hundreds of years' accumulation by this pond."
"The conditions for using this pond are stringent, just this one instance of power of creation consumes three hundred years of accumulation. To use it again, at least another three hundred years must pass!"
Master Qiansui waved his hand, seeming modest, yet a flash of pride appeared in his eyes.
