Zhang Chen quickly realized that the strength and hardness of a refined treasure could not represent the level of the refiner's cultivation.
Some people possessed cultivation that reached the heavens and penetrated the earth, excelling in arts of attack and conquest. Others had low cultivation yet happened to excel at refining all kinds of treasures. One could not judge the strength of their cultivation by the treasures they refined.
"Still, the difficulty of refining these 'bricks' exceeded my expectations. They are actually even harder to refine than that dragon pearl. It truly gives one a headache." Zhang Chen muttered inwardly, then sat cross-legged to recover his Essence, Qi, and Spirit.
The days seemed to slow down. Every day, Zhang Chen lived a life full to the brim. During the day, he meditated and entered the Spiritual World to move bricks; at night, he read, practiced calligraphy, and eavesdropped on news from all sides. His days were rather leisurely.
But Zhang Chen soon heard news of an old acquaintance: Chen Ping of the Dragon Tiger Escort Agency, the Chen family's Eldest Young Master.
Night.
The Soul Gathering Lamp flickered with candlelight. Zhang Chen looked at the soul fragments inside it and silently calculated, If I want to gather Han Su Zhen's soul before Chen Sanliang's discourse on the Dao, I do not have enough time—unless I collect the fourth cycle of reincarnation within the Spiritual World: the Asura Path. Gathering the Power of Reincarnation from all four paths can accelerate the cultivation of a soul.
But collecting the Asura Path will not be easy. That Corpse Ancestor is simply too unfathomable. I must first move away every last brick, then use my divine ability to collect the Asura Path. Zhang Chen made up his mind. At his current speed of moving