"Hahaha..."
Ji An stroked his forehead and let out a segment of the Eight Gods' Three-Part Laugh, finally collecting himself with a long exhale.
He didn't know how long it would take for the spirit plants to break through the earth, but his mood had already relaxed.
The Gathering Essence Tree had yet to sprout, and his heart had been constantly tense. The value of the Heaven and Earth Spirit Root was immense, constantly tugging at his heart and mind.
"Rejoicing not in things, nor grieving over oneself, my state of mind is still far from perfect."
Ji An couldn't help but begin to scrutinize his own heart. If one day he were to lose the Stone Turtle and the Gourd World, how would he react?
Ultimately, cultivation is his foundation; it's something no one can take away. Whether it's the Stone Turtle or the Gourd World, they are essentially external objects.
Only by becoming stronger can he protect all of this.
