An invisible wave of spiritual power surged incessantly into Fang Chen’s body. Gradually, his fifth Immortal Seed solidified, and the spiritual power within him surged by another few notches.
"Congratulations, Heir."
Master Qinghe, somewhat startled, did not forget to rise and offer her congratulations. For a cultivator, advancing a level was equivalent to a commoner getting married or celebrating a long life—it was an exceptionally joyous occasion.
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