Amidst the shimmering silver light, Chen Mobai returned to the Immortal Gate.
Opening his eyes, he saw the familiar white walls, the very walls of the apartment he rented near the Repairing Heaven Institute.
Raising his hand, a sword artifact gleamed with purple brilliance, flying out from his cuff and circling around him endlessly.
"I really owe you one this time."
Chen Mobai softly said to the Purple Electric sword, naturally not forgetting to take it back with him when he was teleported back.
[You are my master, and this is my duty... well... that thing...]
The Purple Electric sword conveyed a thought, and by the end, it was clearly hinting at something.
"You've worked hard too. How many Spirit Stones will it take this time?"
Chen Mobai smiled slightly, asking in line with its implication.
[That Demon Tree was somewhat powerful, and the depletion of my elemental energy is quite significant, at the very least, I should be compensated with an entire Spirit Stone.]