Tree of blessing, Summoner world.

"Just wait until we go there. I will say what I know about the seed,"

Looking at the curious looks on the other vagrant cultivators' faces, Elder Ramon revealed a satisfied look as he asked them to wait for a little longer.

'...'

The guild master and others were speechless at his words; however, no one asked about the seed anymore because they knew Elder Ramon could be quite narcissistic.

Nevertheless, it didn't take much time for them to reach the astral mountain.

"Master,"

By the time they reached the astral mountain, all the young cultivators were waiting outside the mountain with excited smiles and called their masters when they saw them coming.

"Good...good"

All six old cultivators except for Elek nodded their heads when they saw how much their disciples had progressed.

"Well done, everyone,"