The One-armed Elder looked over.
A hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.
Though Lin Feng had swallowed a large number of Body Tempering Pills to cultivate,
he had spent only half a month from the time he arrived to the end of his training.
To advance to the Houtian Realm in just half a month—
there was no denying that his cultivation talent was at least above average.
"Since that's the case, it's time you started cultivating an art."
The One-armed Elder rose to his feet.
Then he went up to the third floor.
A moment later, he returned, now holding a cultivation art in his hand.
Five large characters were emblazoned on it: Inner Scenery Qi Condensation Art.
The One-armed Elder handed the art to Lin Feng and said, "This is a Third-Grade art for cultivating True Qi."
"Throughout the entire Wancheng Demon Suppression Division, the number of people cultivating a Third-Grade art can be counted on one hand."
"And you're one of them!"
"Once you cultivate the Inner Scenery Qi Condensation Art to Minor Success, your cultivation speed will increase tenfold."
"At Great Success, your cultivation speed will increase a hundredfold."
The One-armed Elder said solemnly, "Lin Feng, you still haven't used the True Qi Pills you received for passing the assessment, have you?"
Lin Feng nodded.
The One-armed Elder said, "Now that you have this art, get to cultivating as soon as you can."
Hearing the One-armed Elder's words, Lin Feng's heart stirred. "Elder Han, has something happened in Wancheng?"
The One-armed Elder nodded, his gaze turning cold. "Two captains went to wipe out a Black Lotus Cult stronghold. One was killed, and the other was gravely wounded!"
Lin Feng's heart jolted.
One dead and one gravely wounded—this was no small matter.
He was very curious