More than a month passed in the blink of an eye.
During this time, Xia Ping immersed himself in studying the Illusion Race's various secret arts, so absorbed he forgot to leave. As for his cultivation, he no longer needed to train painstakingly; it rose naturally, as effortlessly as water flowing into its channel.
In truth, having reached his level of martial cultivation, even if he did not cultivate actively, the techniques within his body would circulate on their own, achieving a state where heaven and earth, yin and yang, became one.
If anyone saw Xia Ping now, they would surely notice that his aura no longer possessed any sharp edges. It had become rounded, reaching a state of returning to simplicity and truth, making him appear no different from an ordinary mortal.
This meant he had completely integrated his surging mana and divine consciousness, mastering them to perfection. Not the slightest trace of aura leaked from his body.
No one knew that his body contained vast, violent, surging energy. Once unleashed, it would shatter stone and shake heaven.
Meanwhile, Rich, the Tree Race elder, still had not found the Tree World. Thus, Xia Ping remained safely in the Illusion World, undisturbed by anyone.
However, Emma came to see him in person at this time.
"Bati, there's progress on your matter. After the family head personally intervened, the Illusion Race elders have decided to give you a chance to obtain the position of treasure vault guard," Emma said to Xia Ping.
She explained that the family head, Sophia, was extremely pleased with Xia Ping's scheme. Because of it, she had gathered enough money and no longer needed to watch the other Saints' expressions, allowing her to recover her dignity.
Therefore, Sophia felt that Xia Ping handled matters properly. She decided