"In the realm of cultivation, time passes without notice, and before you know it, it's early summer."
Wang Xuan stretched lazily. Having spent two to three months in the Hell Realm and nearly a month on Dixuan Star, June had quietly arrived, missing the fragrance of spring and welcoming the heat.
"So heavy!!!"
A dragon turtle with a diameter of twenty meters carried a small mountain on its back, struggling arduously with each step, its limbs weak and weary.
Wang Xuan gifted it a few pills, and the little Dominator happily ate them, instantly refreshed and energized.
"Cultivate well." Passing by the Spiritual Bamboo Grove, Wang Xuan noticed Xiong Bamboo sitting by the roadside with open eyes, its towering body quite intimidating.
However, with Wang Xuan's perception, it was easy to see that this creature was actually asleep, pretending to be a Mountain Guardian Spirit Beast, though hundreds of years of laziness were not so easily changed.
