As the seven-day deadline arrived.
The Quiet Room's Isolation Magic Array slowly dissipated, its last wisp of spiritual energy returning to heaven and earth.
Lin Sheng rose and straightened his robes. His aura was completely withdrawn, leaving no trace, save for the multicolored gleam of gold and blue that flashed deep within his eyes.
His True Spirit was now flawless and complete, his cultivation firmly established in the fifth erosion martial realm. His combat strength had fully returned to its peak-or, more precisely, surpassed what it had once been.
"Let's go. We have an appointment to keep."
Lin Sheng glanced at Little Black. Since returning from the Origin Qi, Little Black's aura had become even more restrained. Though nothing showed on the outside, Lin Sheng could still sense some improvement.
Most likely, Little Black had already stabilized at the low-rank demigod level.
Little Black leaped up and settled securely on his shoulder, brimming with vitality. With that original True Nature restored, Little Black was livelier than ever, a lingering look of pleasure still visible in those bright black eyes.
"Let's go see this secret land. This king has fully recovered now. Boy Lin... with this king here..."
In high spirits after regaining sight, Little Black spoke with a haughty expression. Before finishing, however, Little Black noticed Lin Sheng's slightly narrowed eyes and immediately shuddered, cutting off those words. A smile appeared, and the tone changed.
"Master, you're my dearest master!?"
Only then did Lin Sheng vigorously rub that furry head and push the door open.
This little fellow had grown increasingly disrespectful lately. It was time to make him recognize his place, or he really would forget which of them was the king and which was the lesser card.
Little Black immediately became thoroughly obedient, suppressing those increasingly inflated little