The effects of those Level 1 Essences gradually diminish after being consumed up to a certain quantity, until completely ineffective.

In the cave, Duke leaned against the rock wall, with some empty bottles scattered in front of him.

He had consumed nine bottles of Level 1 Essence, and after the ninth bottle, his Spiritual Power showed no reaction.

The remaining thirty-four bottles of Level 1 Essence were now pointless for him.

Next were the three portions of Level 2 Life Essence.

Three bottles of Level 2 Essence increased by a total of 20.7 points, combined with the 3.2 points from the previous nine bottles of Level 1 Essence, his Spiritual Power grew from 390.7 to 414.6.

Total increase: 23.9 points.

[Spirit: 390.7->414.6]

This growth speed is undoubtedly very fast, and Duke also understood even more why Wizards are so keen on exploring and conquering other Planes.

This method of quickly acquiring resources is indeed a way to swiftly enhance one’s power.

Duke looked at the rows of cultivation dishes emitting a cyan green glow in front of him, pondering.

Thirty-four bottles, each containing at least the full Life Force of one Level 1 Fairy.

If taken for trade, it could be exchanged for quite many good things.

Bringing them back to the Wizard Plane, whether to give to Vivian or sell to the Giant Rock Commerce Association, they are extremely valuable resources.

But the problem now is the lack of a method to preserve Life Essence long-term.

The activity of Life Essence would diminish over time, and by the time Duke returns to the Wizard Plane, the essence’s activity might be gone.

In this case, these resources would be wasted for nothing.

Duke’s Heart Thought stirred, and he vanished from the cave.

Light God Court.

The familiar sky, the familiar wilderness.

The silhouette of the distant snow-covered mountain is still clear, and the air is filled with abundant Life Energy. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Duke stood beside the Spring of Life, gazing down into its depths.

At the bottom of the clear spring waters, a seed lay quietly.

On the surface of the seed are dense, detailed patterns, with a faint golden light flowing slowly deep within the patterns.

World Tree Seed.

Since he placed it into the Spring of Life, Duke would come to check on it periodically.

But for so long, the seed has shown no change, no signs of sprouting or breaking out of its shell.

Duke took out the cultivation dishes from his Space Ring, opening them one by one to pour the verdant Life Essence into the spring.

The essence turned instantly into countless tiny green light points, sinking toward the spring bottom.

Those light points seemed attracted by something, gathering toward the World Tree Seed, being slowly absorbed by the patterns on its surface.

One bottle, two bottles, three bottles...

Duke poured ten bottles in succession, and the seed only reacted by making the surface’s golden light slightly brighter.

He did not stop.

Twenty bottles, twenty-five bottles, thirty bottles...

After pouring all of the thirty-fourth bottle of essence into the spring, the World Tree Seed quickly absorbed it and returned to stillness.

This was as Duke predicted, for the World Tree to sprout, the amount of resources required is astronomical.

Duke looked one last time at the seed at the bottom of the spring, then turned to leave the Light God Court.

...

Duke checked the cave’s environment once again, ensuring no trace was left behind, then transformed into a stream of dark golden sand, following the crevice he came from to leave the cave.

Next, he decided to travel underground.

The ground surface is too dangerous; the Level 3 Fairy Cyan Lotus may still be in pursuit, and Audric’s group is whereabouts unknown. The Wilderness Forest is vast and unknown, acting on the surface could potentially encounter an unbeatable presence at any moment.

The sand stream traversed the rock strata, avoiding hard rocks and advancing through soft soil layers and natural fissures.

Duke kept his Magic Power fluctuation extremely low, stopping every few distances to sense his surroundings, only proceeding when confirmed safe.

One day, two days, three days...

Time became vague underground.

On the fifth day, he passed a dark underground river, taking out materials from his Space Ring for a rest.

Though at his level, he wouldn’t die from hunger for days on end, maintaining stamina is always beneficial.

On the seventh day, he started to feel changes in the surrounding rock strata.

The commonly seen granite and shale gradually disappeared, replaced by a type of strange dark red rock emitting faint light.

The rocks contained some unfamiliar energy, instinctively raising Duke’s wariness.

He did not delve deeper, only bypassed areas with strongest energy fluctuations, continuing towards the northwest.

As the sand stream traversed a relatively loosened rock stratum, suddenly a breath wafted from the darkness ahead.

Duke abruptly halted.

A breath wafted from the darkness ahead.

The breath was extremely faint but brought unprecedented pressure to his senses.

This was a deep, ancient breath.

Like a great beast lurking in the deep sea, like a volcano asleep underground.

It did not release oppression deliberately but just by existing, it instinctively made any creature sensing it tremble.

Duke’s sand stream froze in place, even ceasing to breathe.

That breath’s direction lay less than three kilometers ahead.

There, a massive cavity lay hundreds of meters deep underground.

He could faintly perceive the cavity’s presence but dared not extend his Spiritual Power into it at all.

This breath was too strong; it is definitely not something he could provoke.

At present, the being seems to be in slumber, and Duke, being too weak, does not even qualify to awaken it.

Without hesitation, Duke’s sand stream immediately turned, retreating slowly along the path he had come.