Lu Yin lowered his head and looked at his hands. Wasn't this a little unfair? He was cultivating another civilization's power with the strength of a Half-Ancestor, and his progress was so fast that the others could barely cultivate at all.
Fortunately, no one could tell how old he was. Besides, he wasn't that much older than they were.
He stood up and stretched. His bones cracked softly.
Luo Lao Er ventured, "Brother-in-law, are you done cultivating?"
Lu Yin glanced over. "Why aren't you cultivating? Slacking off isn't good."
Everyone was furious. It wasn't that they were slacking—they simply couldn't cultivate. But nobody dared say anything to Lu Yin now. Xu Xiang Yin's attitude toward him was frightening, and they feared Lu Yin might report them, prompting Xu Xiang Yin to kill them outright. It wasn't impossible, and they wouldn't be able to do anything about it.
The crowd dispersed. Luo Lao Er hurried over, showering Lu Yin with praise, but Xu Xiang Yin arrived and tossed him aside. He scrutinized Lu Yin, his eyes openly filled with astonishment and envy. "Xuan Qi, how do you feel?"
Lu Yin smiled. "Excellent. The Illusory God Power entering my body makes me feel much stronger."
"Hahahaha! Naturally. Sixteen days of the Illusory God Tide are equivalent to several years, or even more than a decade, of cultivation for others. Yet you achieved that in sixteen days. How did you do it?" Xu Xiang Yin asked.
Lu Yin looked troubled. "This junior doesn't know either. I just felt that the Illusory God Power was easy to absorb, so I tried to absorb as much as I could. Then it just happened."
Xu Xiang Yin was envious. "I'm almost jealous of you. You triggered the Illusory God Tide. In the history of the Illusory