Ye Lin was overjoyed when he noticed the changes in himself.
He had learned about these changes from books in the Scripture Pavilion.
When a Cultivator Cultivates, whether by absorbing Spirit Stones or various natural treasures, or using any Cultivation Technique, some energy will overflow.
This energy will spread throughout the body, and the cells, unable to absorb such a vast amount of energy at once, can only store it first.
Now, with his Golden Core suppressed and no excess energy in his body, the stored energy within his cells was finally activated.
The benefit was that his body was visibly strengthening at a rapid pace.
Ancient Cultivators also used this method for body tempering, exhausting the power within their bodies as much as possible to stimulate their own physical potential.
Feeling his body growing stronger bit by bit, Ye Lin became even more motivated, and his speed involuntarily increased.
After a few minutes of climbing, Ye Lin successfully emerged from the storm.
His current position had reached the center of Broken Ice Mountain Cliff.
In the distance, a young man hanging from an ice pillar admired this sight.
“Another Fellow Daoist has appeared. To be able to temper one’s body to such an extent, his future achievements will certainly not be low.”
He was a bitter Cultivator; in this era, Cultivators who still chose to Cultivate both their body and Cultivation simultaneously were known as bitter Cultivators.
In the middle, Ye Lin only paused for a few seconds before continuing to climb upwards.
This time, his speed was obviously much faster.
“Almost there.”
Looking at the increasingly close summit, Ye Lin felt exhilarated.
“Fellow Daoist, stop,” a voice suddenly came from the side.
Ye Lin looked over at the sound, only to see a young man in hemp robes hanging from an ice pillar, his eyes fixed on Ye Lin.
He was covered in wounds, his aura was weak, and he looked extremely miserable.
“Senior Brother,” Ye Lin bowed with cupped fists upon seeing him.
“Junior Brother, I am Wang Wu, a Golden Core Peak Cultivator, and the leader of Group Seven. Of the three immortal flowers at the top, leave two for me.”
Seeing Ye Lin’s respectful attitude, Wang Wu nodded in satisfaction, then spoke.
He had been enduring on this Broken Ice Mountain Cliff for over a month; who knew how he had managed to get through that month.
Now, he was just one step away from reaching the summit and obtaining the three immortal flowers.
However, his current state was extremely miserable; he couldn’t move at all.
He had originally thought that if he just held on a little longer, the three immortal flowers would eventually be his, but he didn’t expect to discover Ye Lin right after getting through the storm.
Ye Lin’s current physical strength was only a hair’s breadth away from the Golden Core Stage, and his condition was excellent.
This couldn’t help but make him feel a sense of urgency.
Having struggled to endure until now, he certainly didn’t want to see the three immortal flowers picked by someone else.
“I apologize, Senior Brother, but treasures belong to the capable. I want these three immortal flowers.”
Ye Lin refused without a second thought.
Firstly, this person spoke to him in an almost commanding tone upon seeing him.
He was clearly asking for a favor, yet he was ordering him around, which made him very uncomfortable.
And by revealing his identity right away, it was clear he wanted to pressure him with his status.
Furthermore, he didn’t mention a single word about compensating him, purely acting as if he wanted to freeload.
Moreover, this person asked for two flowers right away, which couldn’t help but make him feel disgusted.
“Junior Brother, I have been here for over a month, and I am about to reach the summit.”
“Please give Senior Brother some Face.”
Seeing Ye Lin refuse so decisively, Wang Wu’s expression turned slightly angry.
He was the leader of Group Seven, with Golden Core Peak Cultivation, and among the Outer Sect, excluding those Nascent Soul Stage Disciples who failed the Inner Sect assessment, his strength was enough to rank among the top three in the entire Outer Sect, and he would become an Inner Sect Disciple sooner or later.
He had originally thought that the person in front of him was just a new Disciple, and no matter what, he would give him some Face as long as he spoke up.
“Senior Brother, those three immortal flowers grow on the mountaintop, and their purpose is for Disciples to contend for them. Treasures belong to the capable. Farewell.”
Seeing the person in front of him act this way, Ye Lin no longer intended to entangle with him further.
If he had been more polite and willing to exchange other treasures, he might have considered giving this person one, but now, they were all his.
With that said, Ye Lin withdrew his gaze and strode towards the summit.
“Presumptuous! How dare you!” Wang Wu suddenly roared in anger, then his body trembled violently, and the next moment, a piercing pain struck his mind, forcing him to stop.
Looking at Ye Lin’s retreating figure, Wang Wu’s Face was filled with fury, yet he was helpless.
“What a ‘treasures belong to the capable’! Good, good, good, I’ll remember you.”
In his current state, he could only rage impotently.
At this moment, a transparent panel appeared before Ye Lin’s eyes, and it was Wang Wu’s.
Name: Wang Wu
Cultivation: Golden Core Peak
Fate: Blue
Fate Reason: 【Ascetic Monk】 【Indomitable Will】
Destiny: He stops at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage. During a treasure hunt in a Secret Realm, he is casually killed by a Yao Race Nascent Soul Peak Prodigy, dying a very tragic death.
Recent Opportunity: When killing the Crocodile King in Crocodile Valley, he discovers a huge stone at the Crocodile King’s residence. He casually smashes the stone and finds an Earth Rank Low Grade Qi Concealment Medicinal Pill inside. If a Human Race Cultivator consumes it, it can hide their special Physique for three years. No matter the Cultivation of a powerful being, as long as they do not personally use great magical power to investigate, it cannot be seen through. If a Yao Beast consumes it, it can hide all of its Bloodline for three years, making it appear ordinary.
【Ascetic Monk】: You are naturally able to endure hardship. To achieve certain goals, you can endure endless years, just to reach your objective.
【Indomitable Will】: Your perseverance is extremely strong. No matter what setbacks you encounter, you will not give up and will work diligently.
Ye Lin was overjoyed looking at Wang Wu’s recent Opportunity.
It was truly like a pillow appearing when one was sleepy; this Qi Concealment Medicinal Pill seemed tailor-made for him.
He was just worrying about how to let Little Red come out openly, but now, as soon as he got this Medicinal Pill and had Little Red consume it, her Divine Beast Bloodline would be hidden.
From the outside, Little Red would just look like a big fire turkey, attracting no attention whatsoever.
The Outer Sect area of Nameless Mountain was hundreds of thousands of miles wide; if Little Red kept a low profile then, it would be absolutely perfect.
“Very good, your Opportunity is mine.”
With that, Ye Lin continued to speed up.
The suppressive force on his body grew stronger and stronger, but for him, while a bit troublesome, it wasn’t a big problem.
Five minutes later, Ye Lin successfully reached the summit. Looking at the three three immortal flowers before him, Ye Lin reached out and plucked them, then placed them into his space ring.
After everything was done, Ye Lin turned to look at the ground, then leaped down.
His current physical strength was only a hair’s breadth away from Golden Core Peak; let alone ten thousand meters high, he could jump down from several million meters high without a scratch.
As Wang Wu watched Ye Lin and the three three immortal flowers disappear, he gnashed his teeth, his body trembling violently from anger.
Rage had completely filled his mind.
If he weren’t severely injured right now, he might have directly killed Ye Lin.
“Good, very good, excellent, indeed. When I get out, I will definitely kill you.”
Wang Wu’s fury, however, was completely unknown to Ye Lin, who looked at the group of Disciples before him, appearing somewhat speechless.
“Junior Brother, you have three three immortal flowers in your hand. You’ll only use one, so there are two left. Please give them to us. I am willing to offer one hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones.”