Chen Lin reappeared in the Myriad Worlds Garbage Transfer Station. He looked down at the blood crusted over his skin and, with a thought, cast the Cleansing Art. His entire body was instantly clean, and his tattered clothes turned to ash along with the grime.
After changing into clean casual clothes, he stepped through the Black Portal and returned to the master bedroom of the Song-Style Courtyard House.
A full half month had passed.
Creak-
The door was pushed open.
In the pavilion, Song Qiuya, Qin Chuxia, Li Xiaoyue, and Zhang Ruoxi were sitting cross-legged, consolidating their cultivation. All four opened their eyes at almost the same moment.
When they saw that familiar figure leaning against the doorframe, watching them with a faint, languid smile, their eyes instantly filled with surprise, longing, and relief.
"Chen Lin!"
"Brother Chen!"
Qin Chuxia reacted first. She rushed over in a fragrant breeze and jumped straight onto Chen Lin, clinging to him like a koala. Her voice trembled with tears. "You're finally out! We thought something had happened to you!"
"What could possibly happen to me?" Chen Lin laughed and patted her taut back, feeling its astonishing suppleness.
Song Qiuya, Li Xiaoyue, and Zhang Ruoxi hurried over as well.
Song Qiuya's eyes were slightly red as she looked Chen Lin up and down. A faint tremor ran through her cool voice. "Did you succeed?"
Chen Lin nodded.
He released no pressure at all, yet merely standing there, he made all four women sense that he had undergone a profound transformation since half a month ago.
It was a leap to a higher level of existence.
If Chen Lin had once been a towering, precipitous mountain, he was now a deep, boundless starry sky.
"That's wonderful..." Li Xiaoyue covered her mouth, crying tears of joy.