Changes

The next morning.

Ning Zheng opened his eyes again. A trace of pressure flickered through them before gradually subsiding. Clearly, after a night of adaptation, he could barely control his rampaging power.

He carefully sensed himself several times before daring to withdraw the isolation barrier he had used for his breakthrough.

Otherwise, having his movements sensed throughout the Nine Continents at any moment might have been a little too exaggerated. But casually leaking a thread of power that crushed the blacksmiths on the mountain, Ember, was perfectly fine.

"The first day of life in the Transforming Self Realm. I'm officially setting sail on a long voyage."

Ning Zheng shook his body, stood up, and sighed inwardly.

Counting all the hardships and twists he had endured, he had finally reached the Transforming Self Realm.

The boasts he had made time and again had finally become reality.

The Sword Forging Manor now had a Transforming Self Realm expert presiding over it.

He checked the time.

It was early morning, and the sun had just risen. Today, the sun had not been lazy. Warm sunlight spilled over the Sword Forging Manor, opening another day in the life of hammering metal.

The blacksmiths who had just logged in were still fiddling with their letters, preparing to trade with the neighboring side. Laughter and cheerful voices filled the air, a picture of flourishing prosperity.

As usual, today's treasure chest would be delivered at eleven.

The 2.3 billion Luck Value had not arrived today, and Ning Zheng did not have the money to develop a Heaven Spiritual Root mind and soul.

So no matter how anxious he was, he could only wait.

"Three days have passed now. 3.3 billion a day, for a total of 9.9 billion."

Ning Zheng calculated inwardly:

"It was precisely this sudden