Lin Bai walked into the room Ji Qingqing had arranged for him, sat cross-legged, and revealed a wry smile. He took out the inner armor Di Hong had given him from his Storage Bag and examined it.
The inner armor was entirely black, its surface radiating a dark, ghostly light. In terms of forging craftsmanship and technique, it could be considered an extremely precious Supreme Martial Spirit Tool, and its defensive power was astonishing.
If Ji Qingqing were willing to accept such a fine piece of inner armor, her strength would surely increase greatly. As Di Hong had said, at the very least, her ability to preserve her life inside the Eastern Continent Academy would improve.
Rumble—
A faint, crisp sound rang out, and Lin Bai felt the spirit boat slowly rise into the air.
Walking to the window, Lin Bai saw Ji Family City growing farther and farther away. The spirit boat transformed into a streak of rainbow light and shot toward the horizon at tremendous speed, vanishing in the blink of an eye.
After watching for a while, Lin Bai sat cross-legged again and began cultivating.
During their time aboard the Ji Family spirit boat, no one came to disturb Lin Bai. More accurately, no one paid him any attention. The Ji Family warriors, Ji Qingqing included, looked down on Lin Bai, a sixth-level Yang God Realm warrior.
Naturally, they were even less willing to speak with him.
Lin Bai felt no discomfort at all. Since they did not come looking for him, he was free to enjoy the peace and quiet. He shut the door and continued cultivating in his room at ease.
Five days of cultivation restored the injuries within Lin Bai's body to their peak condition once more. He rose from his room, gently exhaled