Tianming walked out alone and jumped onto an enormous tree at the top of Whitesource Peak. It was the Radix World Tree. At the moment, its flowers were in full bloom as it absorbed nova source.

"How's Ling’er?" Tianming’s gaze fell upon the center of the tree. In front of him was a light blue flower with tiny red dots. Above the flower sat a naive little girl in spiritform. Resting its chin on its hand, it endlessly whispered to the flower.

"I don’t know."

"Then what’re you telling her?" Tianming asked.

"I’m complaining about you." With a trace of craftiness in its eyes, Xian Xian folded its arms.

Tianming stood beside the flower and leaned against it out of habit. He felt at ease whenever they were stuck together. Then he began to cultivate and absorb nova source. Cultivating with caeli imperius yielded great results; he had made immense progress in the shortest period of time.

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A few days...