Master of Coffins said, "Don't act recklessly! The Tenth Spring Divine Portal has always been just a legend; we're not even sure if it truly exists."
"That's right, we can't even confirm if the Tenth Spring is truly a divine portal," Master of Jars echoed.
Master of Spirit Seats said, "Weiyi, you are already very strong! After opening the Ninth Spring, the number of veins has reached one hundred and eight, a number that cannot be found in history. It is said that even the Chan Sea Observation Mist only has a total of one hundred and seven."
Master of Coffins replied, "If you can refine all the veins into gold, then break through to the Five Seas. I guarantee that in the same realm, no one will be your opponent with just one move; there is no need to push for the Tenth Spring." Li Weiyi seemed to take this to heart.
He no longer studied the divine portal but instead peeled away the blood mist, revealing the splendid sea where Tang Gu Hai resided, absorbing the light of the Fusang Divine Tree and continuing to refine the golden veins. He thought to himself, "The more golden veins I cultivate, the more times I'll be able to withstand the spring needles.