Sitting cross-legged in his room, Lin Lang opened his eyes. "The second level is finally perfected. My strength has increased considerably again."
"Those potent medicines didn't help me much. They only saved me about a day, but that's better than nothing."
He had not gone out during this time, spending it all cultivating the Reverse Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill.
He could not be bothered with Jinyiwei affairs either, leaving everything to Wang Wu, Jia Liu, and the others.
Those two were clever men. They would not disappoint him.
Just after emerging from seclusion and entering the front courtyard, he saw the Five Poisons Child hurry over. "Right Envoy, Number One Manor and our Holy Cult sent some intelligence. It didn't have much to do with our Sun Moon Holy Cult, so I didn't disturb your seclusion."
Lin Lang took the intelligence the Five Poisons Child handed him and leafed through it. "Zhang Wuji really understands how to be a Demon Cult leader now. He's quite a quick learner. Southern Shaolin will have a headache now."
Zhang Wuji had personally struck several times, disregarding his standing as a Heaven-Man Realm expert to attack Southern Shaolin's Grandmaster monks, practically cutting down one little youngster with every slash.
Now Southern Shaolin's people did not dare step outside their temple, afraid Zhang Wuji would pop out from somewhere.
Green Robe Tower had also received quite a few contracts to assassinate Southern Shaolin's people. It was unclear whether the Ming Cult had paid or other sects were fishing in troubled waters, seizing the chance to settle scores with Southern Shaolin's monks.
Yang Xiao and Yin Tianzheng had personally killed those bald heads too, declaring that they would make Southern Shaolin pay. Several times, they had also demanded that Southern Shaolin hand over whatever had been