Obtaining a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring and Soul Bone

In the blink of an eye, five months passed.

Ye Qiu sat cross-legged at the very top of the Deep Sea Sinking Silver Pillar, perfectly calm. His upper body was bare, his firm, bronze-colored skin exposed to the waves as he let nature batter him.

Five months had passed, and he no longer needed Bo Saixi's help to briefly withstand the crashing waves. He could sit here on his own, and even after ten hours, he felt no pain at all.

The other girls had gradually adapted to the waves' relentless pounding, too. At first, Ning Rongrong could barely last an hour. Then she managed two, three, and four. By the time the second month was nearly over, she could finally stay up there for more than five hours. During the first month, even Ye Qiu couldn't help cursing the Sea God. It was simply too painful.

But their gains were extraordinary. As time went on, after just two or three months, Shui Bing'er and the others noticed that their breathing had begun to follow the rhythm of the waves as they battered them again and again, and their bodies had grown increasingly resilient. Even the Soul Power within them had begun circulating on its own, and their cultivation continued even while they slept. After three months, when they first faced the waves each day, they no longer felt any pain. Instead, their whole bodies felt refreshed, as if they were being massaged. It was an indescribably wonderful sensation. Zhu Zhuqing, Huo Wu, and the others had already reached the required standard, yet they seemed determined to compete with one another, staying on the Deep Sea Sinking Silver Pillar every day until they were in agony.

As a result, the rewards they received were exceptionally rich. They were drawing ever