A month later.
In a secluded alley, the cold-faced Old Daoist brushed past Cheng Buzheng. The Storage Bag in his sleeve had already vanished.
That Storage Bag contained the Magic Treasure that had just been refined.
Immediately after.
Cheng Buzheng headed straight toward Immortal Mansion Spirit Mountain.
The days passed one by one!
Ever since Fate Comes Artifact Refining Shop completed its first order, more and more Mortal Cultivators had come knocking!
Cheng Buzheng thus had greater leeway in choosing which Magic Treasures to refine!
As time went on, Fate Comes Artifact Refining Shop's reputation only grew better.
Of course.
The Spirit Materials and Spirit Stones Cheng Buzheng collected were also constantly increasing!
His wealth was rising at a rate visible to the naked eye.
A year passed!
Two years passed!
Sixteen years later.
Immortal Mansion Spirit Mountain, inside a Cave Mansion.
A slender young man sat cross-legged on his bed. He lifted his head and looked outside, as though his gaze could pierce through the Cave Mansion and take in the scenery beyond.
He muttered to himself:
"Sixteen years... Could it be that he has no intention of going out to explore? No need to carry out missions? No need to seek out fortuitous opportunities?"
"With nothing but bitter cultivation, even a lifetime would not be enough to cultivate to the peak of one's current realm, would it?"
"Still, I truly admire that man's perseverance!
"Over these sixteen years, aside from going to the Artifact Refining Chamber for a month every half year, he spent all his remaining time in bitter cultivation."
"No wonder he was able to cultivate to the Golden Core Stage, and even complete that exceedingly dangerous mission for the Immortal Alliance?"
"But his good fortune has run out!"
"Once a Nascent Soul True Lord