Upon returning to the Homeworld, Wei Yuan immediately checked his entire body. A forceful escape like this could not possibly come without a price. Generally speaking, damage to one’s cultivation and Dao Foundation was the norm.

Sure enough, thirty wisps of fortune had vanished from his sea of consciousness[1].

Although he was safe, Wei Yuan couldn’t help but feel a lingering sense of dread. The realm of Coldbelow was indeed incredibly dangerous. After composing himself, he proceeded to recount his ordeal to Zhang Sheng.

After asking Wei Yuan a series of detailed questions, Zhang Sheng said, “What about the soil and rocks you dug up? Manifest a sample for me to examine.”

A pile of soil and rocks were lying on an open patch near his jade hill, emitting wisps of cold vapor. Wei Yuan manifested a small heap, and the temperature within several zhang of the master and disciple plummeted instantly, as if they were in the middle of winter.

“This soil….” Zhang Sheng picked up a small handful and examined it closely. Unfortunately, he could not discern anything unusual. So, he summoned Ji Liuli and Sun Yu.

The trio examined the sample together. Sun Yu, the most knowledgeable of them all, believed the soil to be a type of nether soil as it was rich in quietude energy. Certain rare spirit plants could be cultivated using this soil. While it might be of little value to others, it was highly prized by the Jianmu...