The mountains knew no years.
In the blink of an eye, another three years had passed.
Fifteen years had unknowingly passed since Lin Xiaoyao arrived at the Feathering Sect.
After all these years of hard work, he had finally advanced another step. Half a month ago, he had accumulated ten thousand years of cultivation and returned to the middle stage of Mahayana.
It had taken him a full fifteen years to go from setting foot on the path of immortality to becoming a mid-stage Mahayana cultivator. It really hadn't been easy.
Lin Xiaoyao felt deeply the weight of the saying, "Cultivating immortality is harder than climbing to the heavens."
For example, he often had to check in for several consecutive days before he could gain anything from a few decades to a century of cultivation.
In other words, he had to check in for two or three days just to match someone else's century of arduous cultivation. Did you think that was easy for him?
In any case, Lin Xiaoyao felt he worked pretty hard.
And although every check-in rewarded him with things like Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasures, Top-grade Spirit Stones, and miraculous pills, he had checked in every single day for a full fifteen years, without fail, come rain or shine.
Lin Xiaoyao felt he truly deserved to be called an exceptionally diligent person.
Would anyone else check in every day just for a mere Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure or miraculous pill?
Not likely!
After all, although each check-in took little time, by the standards of his previous life, it took about a minute!
Being willing to spend a minute checking in every day meant he really was hardworking.
So it had taken him fifteen years to cultivate to the middle stage of Mahayana. He had worked incredibly hard, and every