A Scapegoat

The advancement of the Thousand Silk Art made Chen Fei's already formidable mental defenses even more outrageous. At the same time, the number of mental threads he could split off had also increased significantly.

Even the speed at which his mind could grow on its own had increased considerably. However, Chen Fei could now slaughter Heart Anomalies in the Heart Anomaly Realm at will, so this particular improvement had the least effect on him instead.

After more than ten days of cultivation, Chen Fei's cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds. At the same time, the Spirit Tide he had been awaiting was finally about to arrive.

No reminder was needed. Chen Fei could clearly sense changes in the World Vital Energy, and the source of those changes lay within the imperial city's inner district.

At this moment, the entire imperial city seemed somewhat quiet. Everyone was silently waiting for the Spirit Tide to arrive.

From Aperture Refining Realm martial artists down to those who had only just entered the Skin Tempering Realm, all hoped to gain something from this Spirit Tide. No matter how much they could improve, improvement was always a good thing.

Beside the imperial city's inner district stood a manor, where Aperture Refining Realm cultivators had gathered. They were the experts of Tianyang Mansion.

When the Spirit Tide occurred, the changes in spiritual essence would be locked within the imperial city's formation, maximizing the Spirit Tide's effects.

Thus, the people of Tianyang Mansion had arrived near the inner district long ago.

Even to the people of Tianyang Mansion, each Spirit Tide was a grand occasion not to be missed. If they seized the opportunity well, their cultivation could increase substantially, saving them several years of hard cultivation.

"Prepare the Spirit Soothing Pills," Ning Pusheng said in