There was a small purple-brown tree within the stone jar. It was only about the height of a palm and was rather sickly. Its leaves were drooping down and there was a half-closed flower bud at the top.
Last time, Chu Feng was forced to stop his evolution because he didn’t have enough mutant soil. He had almost met with an accident and was now continuing on his path.
There was nothing to hesitate about. He had already prepared eight portions of rare and special soil. If it wasn’t enough, he could add more.
This was the result of accumulating sufficient evolution resources. He had a large amount of mixed origin grade soil in his hands. He did not care about consumption at all. As long as he could evolve, everything was worth it.
The effect was immediate. The small tree that had withered the last time was now growing intensely. It instantly rose up from the ground and was no longer dim and listless.