After Qin Shaofeng's round of intimidation, Yang Zhen seemed to have resolved to tie himself to Qin Shaofeng's side for the time being.
On one side was poison; on the other, lavish generosity without the slightest stinginess.
His cultivation had indeed risen to the Third-tier Heavenly Venerate, but he was already advanced in years.
Even if his breakthrough in cultivation allowed him to live several more decades, he still had to consider his descendants. That forced him to think things through more carefully.
On the other hand.
Qin Shaofeng appeared to trust them greatly, but that was not actually the case.
They were now in the boundless sea. Unless Yang Zhen and the others no longer wanted any benefits from him and all jumped into the ocean to escape in one go, they would certainly be unable to pull any tricks.
With his mind slightly more at ease, he simply continued his secluded cultivation.
This period of cultivation had already brought his physical condition through another enormous improvement.
He seemed to be only a final thread away from breaking through.
Time flowed swiftly.
Another five days passed.
Judging by the sea voyage, they seemed to be not far from North Peak Island.
Yet that final trace of improvement in his physique still had not appeared.
He simply took out the finest pills he had deliberately kept on hand from Tianyang Mountain.
"Most martial artists slowly improve their physical condition through time and cultivation. I'm probably the only case like this. I hope I can get some top-grade pills and Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures on North Water Island!" Qin Shaofeng's expression could not help turning solemn as he took out this batch of pills.
In ordinary Martial Path Worlds, cultivation advanced at an extremely fast rate because of the time