When Ye Lin arrived on the small island, he returned to the cave abode he had carved out and began secluded cultivation. The pills would still take some time, after all; pills did not simply appear out of thin air.
Even if the Firmament Sacred Land had alchemists capable of refining immortal-grade pills, refining a single immortal-grade pill required an immense amount of time, and success was not guaranteed—there was also the chance of failure.
"Fire Dao Fruit, let me see just how great an improvement you can bring."
Looking at the Fire Dao Fruit in his hand, Ye Lin swallowed it at once, then immediately closed his eyes and began absorbing it. The Fire Dao Fruit contained an incomparably rich power of fire origin.
It was a supreme treasure for comprehending the laws of the Fire Dao, though it offered almost no improvement to one's cultivation.
Time passed extremely quickly outside. By the time Ye Lin opened his eyes again, four years had already gone by. After he closed his eyes once more to regulate his breathing, another five years slipped away.
Such was the cultivation time of immortals. Five years could pass in the time it took to close one's eyes, which was why cultivators lived such long lives.
Otherwise, if an immortal's lifespan were only ten thousand years, they could hardly be called an immortal cultivator, much less a true immortal.
After all, dying in seclusion because one had run out of lifespan would be far too undignified.
When Ye Lin arrived outside the island, he saw Jian Nan smiling at him.
"Senior Brother, I'm late."
"No need to say that. I only just arrived myself."
Jian Nan said with a smile. In truth, he had arrived three days earlier, but in order to befriend Ye Lin,