The Giant Flying Boat; White Bone's Disguise Seen Through

Time passed, and twenty years went by in the blink of an eye.

The seas had gradually settled down years ago. The Flood Dragon and Black Turtle demon races seemed to have reached some agreement with the powers behind the Three Great Sects.

High-rank demon beasts grew fewer, leaving only the occasional Beast Tide of low-rank beasts.

Opportunities for profit at sea gradually vanished. Many high-level cultivators had begun to leave, with only a few remaining on guard.

Once Lin Chang'an and the others realized more than a decade ago how little profit remained, they too withdrew one after another.

[Lifespan: 936/6006]

[Realm: Mid-Stage Spirit Transformation (6/100)]

"Twenty years, and my cultivation has gained only five experience points."

Looking at his cultivation progress, Lin Chang'an could only shake his head.

One point every four years—and that did not even account for the bottlenecks ahead. If he kept cultivating step by step like this, reaching Spirit Transformation Late Stage would take at least four or five hundred years.

"Master, Ice God Palace is obviously dangling bait in front of us. They said they wanted your help, but twenty years have passed without a word, as if they'd never said anything at all."

In a tavern at the Demon Market, Jin Feng grumbled, her face full of displeasure.

Hearing her, Lin Chang'an merely smiled.

"That's precisely what makes Fellow Daoist Yun Yi so clever."

He had just advanced to Mid-Stage Spirit Transformation and was in high spirits. Twenty years was more than enough time to discover how many resources he would need to keep cultivating at this stage.

"Besides, Fellow Daoist Yun Yi hasn't done nothing. Twenty years ago, he did mention finding us a suitable place to cultivate.

"It's just that a place rich in spiritual energy is hard