Although time was pressing, Chen Lin did not rush to attempt the Rainbow Bridge. Instead, he lingered in the Kaiyuan Realm for about three years, living peacefully with his family.
His heart gradually found solace.
During this time.
Jin Ruhua personally led powerful cultivators to settle accounts with the factions that had avoided the war.
Since they had contributed nothing to the war, and had even seized the chance to profit from it, they had no right to enjoy the current peace. That peace had been bought with the lives of those who fought.
That was why the Secluded Family was so unwelcome.
Previously, however, those lineages had been too powerful for anyone to touch. Now things had changed. Even though they had obtained Chen Lin's forgiveness, they were still made to answer for their actions and disgorged countless cultivation resources.
Of course.
With Alan there, they did not have to worry about being wiped out.
Chen Lin paid no attention to this.
He merely asked Jin Ruhua to keep an eye out for high-level treasures and ancient texts related to the Star Ruins. Everything else was already of no use to him.
As for the Lake-Fishing Old Man.
He could not investigate him yet, lest he alert him.
He simply kept himself concealed within the Boundary River or went exploring the Nightmare Realm, avoiding the man's attention.
"What a shame. This cloak isn't effective enough. If only I could improve it."
Inside his room.
Chen Lin held the Xikuli Cloak in his hands and murmured to himself.
Regret showed on his face.
The cloak's effects were extremely useful, but at best it could conceal him from those in the initial Eternal realm. Once, it had been a miraculous treasure; now it could no longer meet his needs.
There was