In the blink of an eye, another fifty years had passed.
Wang Wu successfully raised his bitter cold resistance to 2,000 points. With the boost from the Third Sequence Creation Ice Spirit Pill, he could now endure at least fifty seconds under the penetrating corrosion of level 36 Vast Nether Cold Qi.
This was tremendous progress, and the key was that it had come so easily.
He was so happy he forgot where he was. Why would he go out?
Every fifty years, the Cold God would head out to plunder, and Wang Wu would seize the chance to exploit a bug. Each time, he could gain around 1,000 points of bitter cold resistance.
Although that big bug would try to persuade him each time, he treated it as wind in his ears.
Once he had successfully farmed 4,999 points of bitter cold resistance, the ninety-ninefold Supreme Ultimate Cold Qi he gained from each bug exploit was no longer enough. It could no longer pierce his bitter cold resistance.
By then, he could already withstand the penetrating corrosion of level 36 Vast Nether Cold Qi for twelve hours.
Even against level 40 Vast Nether Cold Qi, he could last for over ten minutes.
"Looks like I need to have a proper talk with that big bug."
This thought flashed through Wang Wu's mind. Based on his past experience farming the Three Calamity Resistances of Yin Fire, Evil Wind, and Yang Thunder, the first 4,999 points of bitter cold resistance were one matter; exceeding 5,000 points was another. By the time it reached 6,000, 7,000, all the way to 9,000, the total amount of Vast Nether Cold Qi required would absolutely be an astronomical figure.
However, before Wang Wu got the chance to enter the pill furnace and negotiate with that