Two hundred years slipped quietly by.
Chen Lin had never expected this seclusion to last so long. It had strayed completely from his original plans.
But he had no choice.
The Inheritance Memory Aunt Aisa had left him slowly faded with time, yet its contents were vitally important. He dared not interrupt his absorption of it.
His earlier belief that he could finish absorbing it in a few decades had also been overly optimistic. In reality, it took a full two hundred years.
Two hundred years could turn seas into mulberry fields, enough for dynasties to rise and fall in mortal kingdoms, yet they passed in a flash during seclusion.
Truly, cultivation knew no passage of years.
Still, everyone had changed considerably.
The Gold-Spotted Fruit had ripened twice, advancing his Tyrant Emperor Sword Will to minor mastery.
Once an artistic conception reached minor mastery, it gave birth to a will spirit, meeting the minimum requirement for body, soul, and intent convergence.
Its power had also increased severalfold.
Now, when he unleashed his Tyrant Emperor Artistic Conception, he could cow everything within several thousand feet. Those below the Semi-Void Realm could not even resist.
However, his soul level had risen a little too high. To fuse his body, soul, and intent, he would first need to improve his artistic conception further.
Even so, Chen Lin was already thoroughly satisfied.
Without the Gold-Spotted Fruit, who knew how long his artistic conception would have held him back? This was the aspect he was least adept at.
Unfortunately, as his artistic conception improved, the Gold-Spotted Fruit grew less effective. His hopes of using it to reach major mastery would probably be difficult to fulfill.
Besides his artistic conception, his body tempering had also made considerable progress.
The Great Desolate Body Refining Art was indeed