"...All right."
The Spirit of Fortune thought it over and felt that its master had a point. It simply stopped dwelling on the matter. Everything would be done according to its master's instructions. If those humans truly had the perseverance to endure the furnace's tempering, both their temperament and strength would improve considerably.
If they could not endure it, then it could only be said that their luck was poor.
Although humanity was currently at a disadvantage, Lin Cheng clearly had no intention of raising a pack of idle, spoiled wastrels. If they truly wanted an easy life... that was not impossible. Lin Cheng had never expected every human to become a towering figure.
But if they truly could not bear hardship, then they could spend the rest of their lives cooped up in this tiny place called Crouching Dragon Mountain.
There would be food and drink, and no worries over safety.
As for the rest, they should not count on it.
After briefly dealing with Crouching Dragon Mountain's miscellaneous affairs, Lin Cheng rarely found himself in a stretch of peace.
He did not know when it had begun, but Lin Cheng had noticed that every few days, he would run into some troublesome matter. There were always fools coming to disturb him. Especially back when Crouching Dragon Mountain as a whole was still weak, any stray cat or dog that showed up would require him to personally act.
But things had improved greatly now.
As long as the opponent was not absurdly powerful, the two Spirits of Fortune could easily suppress them. Now, with the Immortal-Slaying Ancient Array expanding, the two Spirits of Fortune grew stronger by the day, and the power they commanded within the grand array became increasingly terrifying. Anyone below the Divine Bridge who dared