In the blink of an eye, three more years hurried by. During those three years, Chen Cheng followed Samlet as they evaded no fewer than ten assassination attempts.
Though they managed to shake them off every time, those Shadow Guards clung to them like dogskin plasters—impossible to tear away.
Yet aside from dealing with assassinations, Chen Cheng's cultivation finally began to bear fruit over those three years.
After nearly three years of laying his foundation with the flesh and blood of High-grade Magic Beasts, Chen Cheng had only begun true body-tempering cultivation along the Warrior's Path last month.
With Samlet guarding him at his side, coupled with his own extraordinary, peerless natural physique and the High-grade Magic Beast flesh he had consumed over the past three years, he had risen from an ordinary Bronze Warrior to a Silver Warrior in barely a month.
Having reached this stage, Chen Cheng had finally entered the ranks of the Transcendent.
Under Samlet's guidance, Chen Cheng's Silver Rank strength was not merely power concentrated in one part of his body. Battle Aura flowed throughout his entire body, and every move he made was beyond comparison with an ordinary Silver Rank warrior.
Setting down the boulder he had used to train his strength, Chen Cheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, grabbed his rough hemp clothes, and sprinted toward the mountain stream to bathe.
Cool stream water poured over his body. Chen Cheng let out a comfortable groan, then waved at Samlet, who was returning in the distance with prey slung over his back.
"Sam, I'm over here! What are we eating tonight?"
Samlet returned to the cliff cave where they lived, set down the prey, and said with a smile,
"We're in for a treat today. It's a muskrat."
The moment Chen Cheng heard