Wang Xuanfeng's words turned strangely suggestive; the implication could not have been more obvious.
Lin Xuan's face darkened as he raised a hand and tossed out a large handful of Spatial Rings.
"If you want resources, just say so. Do you think I don't know you? Why beat around the bush?"
"Now that's sensible!"
Wang Xuanfeng swept up the handful of Spatial Rings, a satisfied smile curling across his lips.
"The strong helping the weak—that is the legacy of our Divine Firmament. Little Lin, you've inherited the spirit of our Divine Firmament quite well."
Lin Xuan rolled his eyes fiercely. "Why don't you say, 'Where the leaves dance, fire lives on without end. Its light shall illuminate the sacred land and make the newborn leaves sprout...'"
Wang Xuanfeng's eyes lit up brightly. "Well said! That's exactly what I mean. You brat truly have extraordinary insight. This must be written down as part of the inheritance of the Divine Firmament's will."
Lin Xuan was speechless, too weak even to mock him. This was a brainwashing line from some anime on Earth. Now, it seemed its power was boundless—even Wang Xuanfeng had become immersed in this 'Will of Fire.'
Ignoring Wang Xuanfeng, Lin Xuan returned directly to Asura Peak.
The days that followed were tranquil. From time to time, Lin Xuan went to the main peak's training grounds to check on everyone's cultivation progress.
As expected of heaven's favored geniuses—their cultivation speed was nothing short of ferocious.
Thirty-three Time Essence Crystals translated into nine years of cultivation time.
After the Time Essence Crystals were exhausted, everyone had improved tremendously.
Every single one of them had entered the Longevity Realm!
The most terrifying was Si Yingxue. She had already stepped into the late Longevity Realm, placing her a minor realm above Lin Xuan