Fifteen days later, Luosa woke from his meditative state, stood up, stretched luxuriously, and muttered, "This Blessed Land is indeed not bad, it's just a pity that three hundred and thirty acupuncture points are still unrefined into crystals."
As his voice trailed off, a look of helplessness crossed his face. The spiritual Qi of the Blessed Land had become extremely thin, even inferior to the outside world, and that unknown weird thing had yet to appear, leaving him momentarily at a loss for what to do.
After halting his cultivation, he once again began to survey every corner of the Blessed Land. He discovered that some of the flora and vegetation grew quite luxuriantly, yet there was not a single Spiritual Root or spiritual fruit to be found. Logically speaking, this should not be the case in a Blessed Land.
Chapter 43