A spell reaches perfection, transforming into a Dharma Seed, which greatly excites Zhou Changwang.
For several consecutive days, he couldn't help but smile slightly at the corners of his mouth. There was one time when he couldn't hold back and in the backyard, he released a Geng Metal Finger.
Then he watched helplessly as the previously intact Spirit Field surface exploded into a basin-sized deep pit, not only that, but the area's spiritual energy was extremely chaotic for the next few days, affecting several Spirit Gathering Grasses nearby, causing them to wither.
When he discovered it the next day, it was already too late; even using the Withered Wood Revival Technique couldn't save them.
After hurriedly transplanting the affected Spirit Gathering Grasses to other corners, he dared not casually test his spells anymore.
A single test made him lose three or four Lower-Grade Spirit Stones.
Such luxury, he felt, was best avoided.
