"The refined man from the Northern Ice Fields cultivates the Taiyi Sword Dao, but the other longevity-level powerhouses don't. Instead, they're afraid of the Heavenly Palace in the Northern Ice Fields. So the Heavenly Palace in the Northern Ice Fields is the real Heavenly Palace. Who cares what the inside story is? As long as it doesn't provoke me, I can't be bothered."
He suppressed his distracting thoughts and continued to perfect his plan to nurture the spiritual seed. At the same time, he increased his sword cultivation.
Time passed quietly. In the blink of an eye, another ten years had passed. Under Shen Ping's nurturing, the rice finally gave birth to a spirit seed. "Haha, hard work pays off. In the future, I can finally eat a bowl of fragrant spirit rice in this palace world! The rice is light red and white. Let's call it White Crystal Red Rice!"
