Ye Tian glanced at Wu Daoyun, who had died with his eyes still open, and shook his head.
No matter how powerful a cultivation method was, it meant nothing if one could not control it.
Even an eternal, indestructible life required an unbreakable will.
Otherwise, the countless hardships and endless tedium of the years would grind one into a madman. What meaning would such eternal immortality have?
Wu Daoyun had paid a great deal for this cultivation method.
Yet he had still failed to overcome the God Slaying Sword, and all his painstaking efforts had ultimately turned to ashes.
After his victory, Ye Tian was in no hurry to leave. Instead, he cultivated and contemplated here while searching for valuable treasures.
After all, Ye Tian had essentially taken control of the situation.
Before sneaking in, he had broken through all the restrictions around the residence.
He had also dealt with several highly skilled guards along the way.
As long as he killed every witness, it would count as a successful infiltration.
Fortunately, Ye Tian had attained some mastery in the Dao of the sword. Otherwise, he might have needed to waste a great amount of spiritual energy to successfully "infiltrate."
He estimated the time.
It would probably be tomorrow before the patrols of Golden Flood City's City Defense Department and the Wu Family cultivators reacted.
He was not worried in the slightest.
Without Bai Yun's information, Ye Tian could not have grasped the situation so clearly.
The next day, Ye Tian simply walked out of the Wu Family's Dragon Hill Fortress as if no one else existed.
Along the way, Ye Tian returned safely to the Mountain Guarding Residence.
He was certain the Wu Family had realized something was wrong, but they did not dare do anything at all.
Moreover,