Don't worry, I won't die... Lin Ke silently answered in his heart.
"Lin Ke."
Just then, Hua Wujiang added, "This is the pressure the sect is placing on you. We hope you can seize this opportunity to soar straight into the heavens."
"I understand." Lin Ke nodded.
One year?
A one-year Golden Core!
But in truth, this was already preferential treatment.
The position True Person Yuan Yong had vacated had to be held for a year. Where would that pressure go?
Naturally, the other positions would have to share the burden.
They were placing their bets on Lin Ke.
The sect believed he was worth nurturing.
If Lin Ke truly showed that he was worth nurturing, he believed that one year would become two, three... a hundred!
But what if, within this year, Lin Ke failed to display enough talent to earn the sect's attention?
Sorry, but True Person Yuan Yong would be released in a year anyway. Lin Ke could either hole up inside the sect, never go anywhere, and slowly die of old age.
Or he could wait for True Person Yuan Yong to exact revenge outside the sect.
It had to be said, this pressure really did weigh on Lin Ke.
After all, Huang Fuqi had cultivated for a hundred years, yet even he only had a chance of breaking through to the Golden Core Stage within a year.
How could forming a Golden Core be so easy?
And Lin Ke was still only at the Dao Foundation Middle Stage, with some distance to go before even reaching the late stage.
"Also, you'll need to let the Great Wilderness Palace shoulder more Demon Beasts," Hua Wujiang continued.
"After all, whether or not you killed Blood-Devouring True Person, his death is bound to leave a gap at the