A month passed in the blink of an eye.
The other cultivators in Yi-3 Mine finally learned what it meant to be an absolute workhorse.
For thirty straight days, Chen Lin's ten-person squad clocked in and out on time without fail. Except on their days off, they never set foot outside their courtyard or the mine. Their steady output of over two hundred mid-grade spirit crystals a day had Steward Wang counting money until his hands cramped, while the Void Refinement old monsters in the mine turned green with envy.
Lei Xiao of the Black Flood Dragon Squad was so furious that he smashed several magical artifacts in his room. He had men watching Chen Lin's courtyard around the clock, waiting for them to leave the residential zone and visit the trade zone, where no formation protected them, so he could strike.
Instead, they stayed put for an entire month.
Lei Xiao had no idea how much Chen Lin and the others' cultivation had risen that month.
Mountains of mid-grade spirit crystals, combined with an outrageous abundance of origin essence laws, had forged a terrifying squad through sheer resources.
Morning, on a day off.
Inside the main room of Yi-3 Courtyard, Chen Lin slowly opened his eyes.
He exhaled a breath of stale air, the stream piercing the air before him like a sharp sword. Late Void Refinement true essence surged through his meridians. Even as he sat there, the space around him faintly warped.
Ten powerful auras intertwined and clashed in the courtyard.
Song Qiuya, Qin Chuxia, Li Xiaoyue, Qin Churan, Zhang Ruoxi, along with Yun Sheng, Heavenly Hatred True Lord, and Changqingzi, had all crossed the vast gulf between Deity Transformation and Void Refinement.
"Brother Lin, I feel like I could punch a dragon to death now." Qin