Beneath the Martial Arts Arena, Spirit Fruit Trees were everywhere—one hundred and ten A-levels, ten S-levels. Some Yi Tian had tasted, some he hadn't.
With so many Spirit Fruit Trees planted, the territory just had to get a boost in Spiritual Qi Density.
Of the ten S-level Spirit Fruits, eight were ones Yi Tian had never tasted.
Ripening them would cost about 24,000 drops of Wood Spirit Liquid; maybe consider that after breaking through to S-level.
It's getting late; time to rest and leave some work for tomorrow.
Yi Tian held the Purple Ghost Lamp in his hand; he was about to test out the effect of this SSS-level Spiritual Treasure.
The Purple Ghost Lamp was lotus-shaped, with a handle and a base.
The whole thing was a single hue, like millennia-old purple jade. In the center of the lotus, a cluster of purple flame an inch long flickered.
Yi Tian carefully set it at the head of his bed. Its glow wasn't bright, but rather ghostly and soft.
