Cangyuan rubbed her forehead and took a deep breath, regaining some of her haughty air. "Besides the time acceleration and ability to ignore spatial law that you already know about, I can now not only safeguard your karmic fortune, but more importantly... conceal you from heavenly divination. As long as you're inside this hall, even a Sage can't divine your origins!"
"And..." Cangyuan thrust out her ample chest. "If you encounter a certain-death trap outside, you can forcibly summon a projection of Cangyuan Hall. I can help you withstand an all-out attack from a peak Quasi-Saint without taking so much as a scratch!"
A sharp gleam flashed in Chen Lin's eyes.
That was the answer he had wanted.
For defense, he had the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda and the projection of Cangyuan Hall.
For his physical body, he had a Golden Immortal physique forged by the Nine-Turn Profound Origin Art.
On top of that, he had Yun Sheng, Song Qiuya, and the others-ten utterly loyal followers at the Human Immortal and Earth Immortal realms.
"That's enough." Chen Lin clenched his fists, his bones cracking with deep, muffled pops.
He looked outside Cangyuan Hall.
He had spent so long lying low, gorging on resources and mastering his cultivation art. But in the Cultivation World, seclusion alone had never been enough to take anyone to the end.
Flowers raised in a greenhouse could never forge a blade that could cleave through mirror images.
With cultivation but no combat experience, he would still be easy prey in others' eyes once he entered the real meat grinder.
"Let's go." Chen Lin turned, flicking his loose black robe. "To the front lines. Time to draw blood."
Clear Wind's and Bright Moon's eyes lit up, and they immediately followed.
Chen Lin pushed open