The gentle breeze arrives, accompanied by the bright moon.
The Ghost Moon Cyan Jade Tree emits a melodious ringing, akin to wind chimes.
Its white leaves are enveloped in bright moonlight, with veins coursing with golden light, resembling exquisite artwork.
Ji An sits cross-legged beneath the tree, enveloped by green and yellow spirit light, with traces of silver radiance inhaled into his mouth and nose.
As he operates the Evergreen Wood Skill, absorbing spiritual energy, white frost covers his skin.
He has now adapted to this icy sensation, his body instinctively operating the cultivation technique, his sea of consciousness void and ethereal.
In a trance, he seems to "see" a seed sprouting in the underground.
Roots embrace the darkness below, absorbing droplets of nourishment.
The tender shoot pursues the light above, enduring wind and frost, yet still striving upwards.
The spirit wood grows ever taller, its roots increasingly deep.
