Cultivation was like rowing against the current: to stop advancing was to fall back.
Though they had reunited after a long separation, Chen Lin did not linger over their intimacy, contenting himself with a brief taste.
In the days that followed, he reinforced the mountain's formations once more and transplanted some exotic flowers and herbs, bringing the entire peak to life and filling it with spiritual qi.
He named it Tianbao Peak, invoking the idea of nature's treasures and gifted people nurtured by a blessed land.
Once everything had been taken care of, everyone settled into cultivation.
Time flew like a white colt flashing past a crack in the wall. In the blink of an eye, thirty years slipped quietly by.
No major events occurred during that time, and Chen Lin enjoyed a rare stretch of peace.
Qin Lingyu and the others also grew fond of the place.
The Tiancang Realm had beautiful scenery, a pleasant climate, a peaceful cultivation world, and fairly abundant resources. If its upper limit had not stopped at Void Refinement, it would have been even better suited to cultivation than the Tianxuan Realm.
Even so, it was more than sufficient for them.
The Void Refinement Realm was divided into early, middle, and late stages, as well as nine layers of Dao rhyme. Even someone with extraordinary talent would need a thousand years to complete the entire realm.
Moreover, those in the Void Refinement Realm enjoyed exceedingly long lives. If they could withstand the great tribulation that came once every thousand years, they could keep living indefinitely. Although most failed to clear the five-thousand-year hurdle, Void Refinement experts who had lived ten thousand years did exist.
Inside the cultivation chamber, Chen Lin opened his eyes.
A divine gleam flashed through them.
After so many years of