In the days that followed, Lin Feng settled into a three-stop routine: taking missions, completing them, and returning to his quarters to cultivate.
He specifically chose yellow level missions with high rewards and moderate difficulty, completing two or three a day. He had covered almost every corner within a thousand-mile radius of the Azure Profound Sect. Black Wind Mountain, Soul-Severing Valley, Sunset Glow Ridge, Azure Cloud Ravine... all these places bore his footprints.
The missions came in every variety: wiping out bandits, hunting demonic beasts, gathering spirit herbs, escorting merchant caravans, and searching for missing disciples. Each mission earned him anywhere from several hundred to over a thousand God Crystals. Combined with the spoils from wiping out bandits, his earnings were substantial.
Occasionally, he came across black level missions and took them on to test himself. With his strength, handling late demigod opponents was more than manageable. Even against a peak demigod, he could hold his own for a while and look for an opening to kill them.
Over the course of a month, he completed more than thirty missions and earned over fifteen thousand God Crystals. Including his spoils from wiping out bandits, he now had twenty-three thousand God Crystals on hand.
Could I break through now? Lin Feng wondered.
He returned to his quarters, set up a restrictive seal in the courtyard, and sat cross-legged, sinking his awareness inward:
[Current realm: late demigod] [Next realm: peak demigod (God Crystals required: 10,000,000)] [Current God Crystals: 23,000]
"Ten million..." Lin Feng smiled bitterly.
Twenty-three thousand was still far short of ten million—not even a fraction of what he needed. Clearly, relying solely on missions would not work. Even if he earned a thousand a day, it would take ten thousand days, nearly thirty years. That was too slow.