Breakthrough

During the three and a half years since entering the Magical Beast Mountain Range, Lin Feng rarely fought magical beasts himself. The area they were currently in was only a gathering place for fourth-rank magical beasts. Usually, if one or two appeared, there was no need for Lin Feng to intervene; Dilia and Beibei would finish them off. Unless a large pack or a fifth-rank magical beast appeared, Lin Feng would not bother to step in.

Usually, while Beibei and Dilia fought the magical beasts to hone their combat skills, Lin Feng did not remain idle. Aside from guarding Dilia, he constantly practiced his sculpting techniques. Of course, Lin Feng also occasionally cultivated his magical power and warrior strength.

Until today, his nearly four years of bitter practice in the Flat Blade stone sculpting technique finally received the approval of Doehring Cowart, being judged as having entered the threshold. During these three and a half years in the Magical Beast Mountain Range, although Lin Feng had spent most of his energy on stone sculpting, the magical elements of all attributes were extremely dense in the mountains. Because of his occasional cultivation, although his level as a mage remained at the peak of the sixth rank, he could already feel that a breakthrough was imminent, and his warrior level had also reached the sixth rank.

Lin Feng understood the principle that trying to chew more than one can swallow is bad, so although he was a genius in all magical elements, he did not choose to cultivate all seven. He chose only the earth and wind elements as his main focus, while for the other elements, he simply refined some magical power during his cultivation.

Of course, although he only refined a little magical power casually, he could still easily cast simple first-rank spells, such as the fire-type "Small Fireball," the light-type "Light Bullet," and the water-type "Water Arrow."

For a mage or a warrior, the most important thing is spiritual energy; it is often spiritual energy that hinders their advancement. As for magical power and battle qi, if there is no need for combat, there is no need to refine them at all.

As long as a person's spiritual energy reaches the peak of the ninth rank, they have the qualification and possibility to comprehend the laws of heaven and earth. Once they understand a bit of the surface of the laws and enter the threshold of one law, they can advance to the Saint-level.

In other words, as long as one reaches the peak of the ninth rank, one can comprehend various laws of heaven and earth, regardless of whether they have refined that specific magical power or battle qi, or how much they have refined. Of course, whether one can comprehend them depends on their individual elemental affinity.

Feeling that he was about to break through, Lin Feng did not leave the waterfall and continued to sculpt by its side every day. Aside from Dilia and Beibei, the subject he sculpted most often was his younger sister from Earth, Lin Ruo.

Due to a woman's natural tendency toward jealousy, when Dilia saw that Lin Feng was sculpting statues of other girls besides her, the usually understanding Dilia actually became jealous.

In truth, this could not be blamed on Dilia; after all, she was only a twelve-year-old girl. Moreover, every time Lin Feng sculpted the statue of Lin Ruo, his focused expression and affectionate gaze made tears roll down Dilia's cheeks one by one.

On this day, while Lin Feng was concentrating on sculpting the statue of his sister Lin Ruo by the waterfall, he suddenly received a soul transmission from Beibei: "Boss, I think the sister-in-law's expression has been off these past few days. Did you bully her?"

"Eh?" Lin Feng was somewhat surprised. He turned his head to look at Dilia, who was sitting on a large rock, intently watching him sculpt.

Dilia did not expect Lin Feng to turn his head suddenly and hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to meet his gaze.

Although Dilia's reaction was quick, Lin Feng still noticed the tears on her cheeks.

Lin Feng was a bit confused. Why would Dilia suddenly cry for no reason? Could it be that she had been away from home for too long and was homesick? That was possible!

Lin Feng tossed his Flat Blade into his Space Ring and walked over to sit beside Dilia. However, when Dilia saw him sit down, instead of throwing herself into his arms as usual, she turned her head away and gave him the back of her head.

"Hmm? Something's wrong!"

Lin Feng domineeringly pulled Dilia into his arms and whispered in her ear: "Dilia, what's wrong? Are you homesick?"

Dilia shook her head, still remaining silent.

"If you aren't homesick, then why are you crying?" Lin Feng held her pretty face in front of him and gently kissed away the lingering tears on her cheeks.

"I, I..." Dilia gathered her courage before asking with some worry: "Do you not love me anymore?"

Lin Feng felt his heart skip a beat upon hearing this, but he still smiled and replied: "How could that be? You are my heart and soul, how could I not love you? Why would you suddenly have such a thought?"

Hearing Lin Feng call her his heart and soul, Dilia's expression softened slightly, but she still refused to give him a pleasant look.

"Then who was that girl you were sculpting just now? Your expression when sculpting her was so focused, so loving—more attentive than when you sculpt me. You must like her a lot too, right?"

Hearing this, Lin Feng finally understood why Dilia was weeping alone. It turned out that little Dilia was jealous.

Lin Feng sighed inwardly; Dilia was only twelve and already knew how to be jealous. She was truly precocious.

But since his little girlfriend was jealous, he still had to coax her.

"I naturally like her, because she is my younger sister." Lin Feng did not intend to lie to Dilia, but told the truth.

"Boss, even if you've found a new love, you shouldn't lie to the sister-in-law like this. I, Beibei, know your family situation inside and out. Aside from a younger brother, where did you get a younger sister from!"

Beibei, who had been eavesdropping on the conversation between Lin Feng and Dilia, chimed in at the right moment.

"Go away. If you keep making noise, your food will be halved today." As soon as Lin Feng said this, Beibei wisely shut his mouth.

Of course, Dilia was naturally unaware of Beibei's wisecracking. Hearing Lin Feng say that the girl was his sister, Dilia asked with great curiosity: "Lin Feng, didn't you say before that you only had one younger brother, Wharton? How did a younger sister suddenly pop up now?"

Curiosity killed the cat; Dilia's bit of jealousy was instantly replaced by curiosity.

"That's a long story," Lin Feng sighed. Unknowingly, he had already been in the Coiling Dragon world for five years. He wondered how his sister back on Earth was doing. If there was no time discrepancy between the two worlds, she should be graduating from university by now.

"Boss, if it's a long story, then just tell it slowly. We aren't in a hurry anyway," Beibei couldn't help but chime in within Lin Feng's mind again.

Interrupted in his reminiscence, Lin Feng turned his head and glared fiercely at Beibei, saying coldly in his heart: "Your roasted meat is halved for today."

"No way, Boss..."

Hearing that his boss was going to cut his food, Beibei instinctively wanted to complain, but upon receiving another glare from Lin Feng, the cute Beibei immediately raised his front paws and covered his little mouth.

Beibei's strange behavior also caught Dilia's attention. She glanced at Beibei, then turned to ask Lin Feng: "Lin Feng, what's wrong with Beibei?"

Lin Feng replied irritably: "He chewed too many rocks and broke his teeth."

Hearing Lin Feng insult his indestructible divine teeth, Beibei instinctively wanted to argue, but the thought of the roasted meat made him swallow the words that were about to come out. He thought to himself: Forget it, if my teeth are broken, so be it. As long as I can eat meat, it's fine.

"Right, you said that girl is your sister, so what is her name, and where is she now?" Compared to Beibei, Dilia was more concerned about Lin Ruo.

"Wuwu, I, Beibei, have been completely ignored." Beibei grumbled to himself, but he also pricked up his ears to listen; he was also very curious about this "fictitious" sister of Lin Feng's.

"Her name is Lin Ruo. She lives in a place very, very far away. I don't know if I will ever be able to see her again in this lifetime." Lin Feng looked up at the sky, his thoughts drifting back to Earth.

Beibei curled his lip: "Boss doesn't even know how to lie. 'Lin' is your given name, not your surname. Lin Ruo? That doesn't sound as real as 'Ruo Baruch'."

Lin Feng, whose thoughts were drifting, did not pay attention to Beibei, who was baring his fangs at him. With a faint smile on his lips, he slowly began to recount the happy trivialities of his childhood with Lin Ruo. As he spoke, his heart suddenly stirred, and he felt a sense of refreshment—this was a sign of a breakthrough.