Autumn Wind brushed against his face when he arrived.
In the blink of an eye, deep winter had come with heavy snow.
Looking at the silver-white mountainside, Li Su gently exhaled a breath of white mist.
That breath was long.
He exhaled for a full ten seconds, and it remained condensed without dispersing. Like a sharp sword, it stabbed straight into the ground. With a hiss, the breath sliced directly through the solid rock, leaving behind a mark.
Time passed quickly.
In the blink of an eye, five months had passed since the Dragonblood Pangolin wreaked havoc in Hundred Demons Palace and destroyed the market.
From that day onward, Li Su returned to the summit of Demonic Origin Mountain and never went down again.
A single mid-grade yin stone had undoubtedly greatly eased Withered Elder's financial straits. After taking the yin stone, he changed his previously hesitant attitude and began investing heavily once more.
Thanks to the other man's willingness to spend, Li Su entered a period of remarkably rapid growth.
In fact, ever since his talent awakened, his improvement had been astonishingly fast. His strength had surged from ten thousand jin to over twenty thousand jin in just a single month.
One had to know that it had taken him from birth until the age of five to reach ten thousand jin of strength.
It had directly doubled in one month. One could well imagine how fast that was.
Of course, most of that was due to the effects brought by his talent awakening, but even during that month, he had still gained nearly three thousand jin or so.
Now, under Withered Elder's no-expense-spared investment, although it could not compare to that first month, he was still gaining more than two thousand jin.
Five months, another ten thousand jin.