Inside the Mirage Dragon Pearl's Temporal Space, a flash of Spiritual Light appeared, and Ye Zhen materialized before Wang Baimu, who was cultivating bitterly.
One day outside was ten days inside the Mirage Dragon Pearl Temporal Space. Half a year had already passed since Ye Zhen brought Wang Baimu into the Mirage Dragon Pearl Temporal Space.
Half a year in the outside world meant five years within the Mirage Dragon Pearl Temporal Space.
For a martial artist in bitter cultivation, five years was not long. But for Wang Baimu, who had been striving to break through to the Dao Realm, it seemed somewhat interminable.
Especially after obtaining far more Spirit Void Fruits than he had ever imagined, he still had not found the slightest clue to a breakthrough. His beard had grown a foot long.
"My lord." Wang Baimu, who had been cultivating bitterly, abruptly opened his eyes.
"Do you have any clue about breaking through?" Ye Zhen asked.
Wang Baimu's expression darkened further as he slowly shook his head.
He had placed far too much hope in the Spirit Void Fruits before. The greater the hope, the deeper the disappointment.
"I still have no clue. I'm afraid it will take a very long period of accumulation before I can break through." Wang Baimu's lips were full of bitterness.
"You've heard of Martial Arts Secret Scrolls of the Dao Realm, haven't you?" Ye Zhen suddenly asked.
"Of course I have. But they are very rare on the market. Such things are generally only passed down to personal disciples, children, or grandchildren. As for Martial Arts Secret Scrolls of the Dao Realm, they have never appeared on the market at all. Even if one wanted to buy one, there would be nowhere to buy it..."
Halfway through his words, Wang Baimu