"Time was about right..."
A month later, Chen Changming finished cultivating the Immortal Furnace Body-Forging Art. He opened his eyes and smiled faintly.
He rose to his full height, straightened his clothes, and unhurriedly walked out of the cave dwelling.
He only needed to emerge a little later than Han Tian—not too early, and not too late.
One month later was just right.
This way, he would neither seem too heaven-defying nor be forgotten by the Su Clan.
By now, Han Tian had surely already agreed to become Su Qingshan's live-in son-in-law.
Not long after Chen Changming left his cave dwelling, he ran into two outer sect disciples.
"Junior Brother Chen, why have you come out again instead of cultivating properly in your cave dwelling?"
One of them glanced sideways at Chen Changming, his tone carrying a trace of impatience.
"Exactly. Didn't Senior Brother Su Ping tell you last time to stay in your cave dwelling and cultivate honestly? With your one-leaf talent, you should seize every moment. Stop wandering around."
The other chimed in, his gaze openly scornful.
The two had only recently reached the Minor Achievement realm. They had just returned from the Transmission Hall today, having also comprehended the middle section of the cultivation technique.
In their eyes, Chen Shan, the one-leaf talent who had reached the Minor Achievement realm before them, was no longer anything to envy.
So what if Chen Shan had attained Minor Achievement in three years?
After ten years, he was still treading water. His talent was lacking; in the end, he had merely been a flash in the pan.
Chen Changming was not surprised by the disdainful attitude of some outer sect disciples, because it was all the result of his deliberate low profile.
His expression calm, he looked at the two