Seven Years

Time flew like a shuttle, and seven years quickly passed.

Silver Spring Valley. Within a secluded small courtyard paved with blue tiles, spring was in full bloom, with exotic flowers and strange grasses everywhere, along with artificial rockeries and gardens.

Inside a three-story blue pavilion, in one of the guest rooms.

Han Debiao sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, his body shrouded in a layer of black light. His eyes were tightly shut, every muscle swollen and bulging, veins standing out as he radiated strength.

A blue porcelain bottle sat before him, completely empty.

After a while, the black light on Han Debiao's body faded. He opened his eyes, and a series of crackling sounds came from within his body. A startling surge of baleful qi shot into the sky.

Han Debiao's face lit up with joy. He had been on the Central Heaven Continent for nearly ten years. Over the years, he and Liang Youshan had hunted demon beasts together, earning cultivation resources to sustain their training.

Han Debiao's cultivation had improved considerably, and he was not far from the great perfection of the Golden Core stage. By his estimation, barring accidents, he could reach Golden Core great perfection within twenty years. This cultivation speed was not considered fast on the Central Heaven Continent; after all, cultivation resources there were abundant. But in the Outer Sea, it would already count as remarkably fast.

Cultivation resources were plentiful on the Central Heaven Continent, but expenses were high as well.

Huddling together for warmth was human instinct, and cultivators were no exception. There were quite a few monster hunting squads in the Azure Spirit Mountain Range. The strongest were the Golden Wolf Society, Azure Mist Valley, and Heavenly Moon Tower. All three factions had invited Han Debiao, but he had turned