Not long after running into the crowd, Lin Yi realized he was being followed. After leaving the market, he circled around and came up behind his pursuer.
"Sure enough, the cultivation world is brutally cruel everywhere.
Eighth level Qi Refining? You really think highly of this mere fifth-level cultivator."
He had concealed his true cultivation, revealing only the strength of the fifth level of Qi Refining.
Using spiritual power to propel a pebble, he sent it slicing through the air toward the man at high speed.
"Ninth level Qi Refining?"
The instant he blocked the attack, the man knew he was no match. He turned and fled.
After casually dealing with the stalker, Lin Yi continued onward. Upon reaching a remote mountain range, he burrowed underground and waved a hand to carve out a space.
After some repairs and adjustments, one had to pass through a narrow passage to enter from outside. Yet upon entering the underground dwelling, the view suddenly opened up.
It covered nearly ten thousand square meters. He had partitioned the center into several small rooms: an alchemy room, cultivation chamber, bedroom, living room, and finally, a kitchen.
Entering the cultivation chamber, he studied this world's cultivation methods and refined his own path forward.
Time flowed on, and the years flew by.
In the blink of an eye, a year had passed. He opened his eyes, a sharp gleam flashing through them.
"Below the Mahayana realm, there are no more secrets to me."
Then his cultivation rose steadily, and he stepped into the Mahayana realm in a single stride.
Looking at the dust-covered space, he waved his hand and the dust vanished. He went outside to bask in the sun, only to unexpectedly fall asleep.
He did not awaken until nightfall, then headed back toward his residence.