Beyond the Cloud Sea of Heaven-Reaching, First Saint Sect.
Arhat Fulong sat cross-legged atop a cliff, gazing wistfully at the vast Cloud Sea in the distance as that handsome face surfaced in his mind once more.
"Amitabha. Damn it!"
Arhat Fulong slammed down his palm, reducing the cliff to dust in an instant. Even so, it did not vent even a trace of the fury in his heart.
Instead, he grew even angrier.
Only now did he understand why Lu Yang had not stayed to fight him that day. That bastard had actually intended to wear him down until he died!
This defied all reason. For a Foundation Establishment cultivator, how precious was cultivation time?
At the Foundation Establishment Early Stage, healing injuries alone took several decades. Condensing a Lifebound Divine Ability took another several decades, followed by seeking out the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches and refining them into Innate Divine Abilities.
More than a hundred years would pass in this single realm alone!
A Foundation Establishment cultivator only had a lifespan of three hundred years. The initial stage of cultivation consumed over a century; one could well imagine how precious time was. Cultivation truly meant fighting for every second.
Yet now there was someone who did not care about cultivation at all. He had clearly achieved perfect Foundation Establishment, condensed a Lifebound Divine Ability, and even obtained immense Merit Fortune. Anyone else would have been desperate to venture out in search of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, yet Lu Yang still remained in the Sacred Sect without leaving!
Over the years, Arhat Fulong had tried countless methods.
Provocation, mockery, deliberately ruining his reputation—yet Lu Yang remained as immovable as a mountain, leaving Arhat Fulong no choice but to vent his rage here.
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