Half a month later, Spirit Wine Island.
The instant Tang Ping stepped out of the teleportation array, his body swayed. He stumbled several steps and nearly fell. Bracing himself against a stone pillar, he panted for a moment, then shook his head with a bitter smile.
The old saying was true: the land never wore out from plowing; it was the ox that dropped dead from exhaustion.
After interrupting his "wife's" cultivation, he had been chased all the way out by that cool, frosty girl, who wielded a spear. He'd barely made it back in one piece.
Now, he stood before a virtual screen, holding a cup of spirit wine brewed on his own island. For a long time, he said nothing.
The screen reflected his appearance: the elegant, bookish young prodigy of the past was now pale, with sunken eyes, unkempt stubble, and a vacant stare. He looked nothing like a top-tier Universe Level student.
"Smash!"
He hurled the cup to the floor, sending shards of porcelain and wine flying.
"I've let drink and women ruin me! Look at what I've become! Starting today, I'm quitting alcohol! I'll shut myself away and cultivate!"
His vow rang out with conviction!
After soaking in Spirit Liquid for three full days, his spirit and Origin Force had finally recovered to their peak. He took a deep breath, flashed away, and entered the Heaven-Reaching Tower.
For the past two years, he'd been secluded in cultivation, but the probing from the outside world had never stopped.
Invitations to banquets, teams for secret realms, urgent requests for loans, public challenges... They'd tried every trick in the book, and behind them all lurked ulterior motives and scheming.
The most troublesome by far was Huo Wu, a first-tier Universe Level student of the Fox Race.
Her favorite