Infinite Mana in the Apocalypse

s on how long the wastrel could last while cultivating. 

In the grandiose Cultivation Abode that Crixus entered, a convergence of essence that was more than three times what could be felt outside permeated the luxurious cave, a large golden bed by the side, as well as a naturally formed spring that was flowing with clear blue water into the crevices of the mountain. 

’Crixus ’ entered this Cultivation Abode as he immediately sobered up and stood straight, his gaze overlooking the area around him as he waved his fingers…and a rotating miniaturized Spiritual Land appeared in front of him.

Only a second passed before the Spiritual Land was set down among the granules of sands around the Abode, and his figure swiftly disappeared.

Unbeknownst to anyone, an otherworlder had infiltrated one of the three Supreme Sects in the World of Cultivation and began hatching a scheme that nobody would know the grand effects of in the future!

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In the outside world, disciples were shocked to find out that an entire 2 days passed since the little mountain master entered seclusion in his Cultivation Abode after being bullied by the Shining Son once more.

Shock spread throughout as some disciples lost their Spirit Stones from losing bets, with others putting up even more bets on how long Crixus would continue staying in his Abode for this time around. 

Three more days passed, and the little mountain master still had not left the mountain!

Even more disciples lost their money as word began to spread around the Pill Pavillion Mountain, gradually making its way to Elder Baldwin and even the Core Disciple William not too long after.

Elder Baldwin was floating next to a huge cauldron forming spectacularly colored pills as he got this new information.

”Has this unfilial son finally come to his senses after all these years? ”

Not just the Elder, but many were wondering- what exactly had happened to the wastrel Crixus?!

Not a single being knew, but when the days he locked himself up in the Cultivation Abode reached 8, disciples could not help but crowd around the entrance of the Abode to see just what would happen.

”He…couldn ’t have ended his life in there right? ”

”Don ’t say useless things, the son of the amazing Elder Baldwin wouldn ’t be that much of a wastrel. ”

”But…could he really be cultivating all this time? ”

Questions continued to spread with no answers, until this day, even the Master of the Pill Pavillion Mountain himself could not take it!

Elder Baldwin came out of his dwelling as the powerful aura came in front of the entrance of Crixus ’s Cultivation Abode, his appearance bringing reverent faces among many of the disciples as they bowed with greetings. Elder Baldwin ignored all of this as he called out.

”Unfilial Son, come out! ”

His words rumbled as a strong essence at the peak of Saint Realm activated the hidden mechanisms of the Cultivation Abode.

RUMBLE!

The cave door was opened forcefully as the father went forward to see if his son was actually cultivating, or if the stupid words of the disciples in the surroundings were actually true.

The sight that opened up to him was stunning to see though, as it was the figure of Crixus meditating peacefully on the ground as his body elevated up and down, the unstable milky white aura of a Saint being clearly visible!

Seeing the milky white aura, an expression of elation appeared on Elder Baldwin ’s face as he saw this.

”My son! You have finally destroyed your inner heart demons and advanced! Haha, that ’s my son! ”

Prideful laughter came out of the entrance of the Cultivation Abode as the surrounding disciples peered in with shock on their faces. 

The wastrel of the Profound Astral Sect had actually advanced in rank?!