With time passing, ten years went by in the blink of an eye.
The fifteenth year and eleventh month of Wang Yu's career as a steward. Weather: heavy snow!
Inside a quiet chamber in the Guiling City Lord's Mansion.
"Huu—"
A long, narrow stream of white air was exhaled from his throat like a sharp sword, blasting a dent into the hard wall. The bare-chested young man sat cross-legged, and the pitch-black flood dragon tattoo on his back gradually gained a thread of crimson.
Only after a long while did he slowly open his eyes and murmur softly.
"Even without a cultivation method, relying on the Dragon Blood Secret Elixir refined from the Blood Dragon Essence has still let me climb another floor. Early Body Refinement Second Tier peak, equivalent to Foundation Establishment Third Layer strength."
He clenched his fists, then draped the Raven-Cyan Silk-Carved Crane Cloak back over himself.
"But that's as far as it goes. Without the corresponding cultivation method, my body-refinement cultivation absolutely can't break through from early-stage to mid-stage. Yet the placement time for Flood Dragon Strength is still short by fourteen years."
At the thought of this, a trace of bitterness appeared at the corner of Wang Yu's mouth.
There weren't enough Placement Slots!
As a gemstone condensed from the blood essence of an ancient flood dragon, the Blood Dragon Essence had taken Wang Yu ten years; naturally, it was impossible for him to have gained only this little harvest.
The increase in his body-refinement cultivation was merely incidental.
If one observed closely, one would discover that the Yin Nether Demonic Flood Dragon Spine on his back, condensed from qi and blood, had changed quite a bit in appearance. It looked even more like a Pure Blood Flood Dragon now!
Along with it, the marvel