Qin Ming selected more than a dozen pieces of rotten wood that had already grown mist illusion mushrooms.
Then.
Based on past experience, he began by using the [Ripening] entry to ripen all these mist illusion mushrooms. After the mist illusion mushrooms matured, numerous illusion mushroom spirit seeds were born.
As Qin Ming continued the ripening process, an endless stream of pink smoke began to emanate from the back mountain of Wangyue Island.
The pink mist grew denser and started to rise straight into the sky.
Wu Jiang looked up at these eerie pink smokes, his brows furrowed into a frown, feeling a vague sense of concern. He wondered what kind of mystical phenomenon Fellow Daoist Qin was up to this time.
Qin Ming worked tirelessly day and night without rest, continually consuming the [Ripening] entries, as well as the five [Leaf of Space-Time] entries, hastening the ripening of the mist illusion mushrooms.
Then.
