As his consciousness returned, a trace of helplessness appeared in Lin Xuan's eyes.
"There are still the final three forms of Profound Rank Low Grade. At the very least, that'll take another thirty years."
Lin Xuan had a headache. No matter how he earned it, there would never be enough cultivation time to spend.
"These people are really inefficient. They still haven't caught up."
With a sigh, Lin Xuan raised his saber, leaped straight down from the Giant Tree, and began heading in a random direction.
He could not rely solely on killing people to obtain cultivation time. He had come to Yan Hui Mountain primarily to hunt Demon Beasts; killing people was merely incidental.
Now that he had ten years of cultivation time and a not-insignificant reserve of blood qi to fall back on, Lin Xuan became bolder as he traveled through Yan Hui Mountain.
Information on the distribution of Demon Beasts in Yan Hui Mountain continuously flashed through his mind as Lin Xuan began comparing it against the surrounding terrain.
Meanwhile, Qi Liu and the outer sect disciple he had brought with him finally arrived at the place where the Liu Brothers had died.
"How is this possible?"
"This... Lin Xuan killed them?"
The outer sect disciple beside Qi Liu underwent a drastic change in expression, his face full of disbelief.
Those were the Liu Brothers.
Lin Xuan was merely at Body Forging... How could he possibly do it?
Qi Liu also furrowed his brows deeply, his mood growing somewhat heavier.
"The battle was very brief. That means Liu Dao and Liu Jian had little ability to resist."
Qi Liu observed the scene and carefully reasoned it through.
"Could he have used some underhanded method?"
"Poison!"
The outer sect disciple's gaze turned sharp.
Other than that, he truly