Chapter 361: Chapter 360 Misunderstandings_1
Although I only stayed for one hour, my progress is obvious. I was swept up by the storm forty times in the first quarter of an hour, but in the latter half an hour, it was less than ten times.
Ling Chen mentally tallied each time he was swept by the storm, etching it into his memory. From being frequently struck at the beginning to the gradually decreasing number towards the end, he slowly grew accustomed to the rhythm of the cultivation room as he adapted to the storm’s patterns and intensity.
Staying in this cultivation room not only enhanced his True Qi cultivation but also tempered his flesh body. The most significant improvement, however, was in his Light Skill.
Ling Chen’s adaptation to and understanding of the wind would undoubtedly make his Wind Shadow Step faster. He could discern positions by listening to the wind and tread upon it.
He actually stayed in there for an hour! The old gatekeeper was incredibly surprised. I wonder if there’s something wrong with the cultivation room. Could Ling Chen have died inside? After all, a mere First Realm Grandmaster couldn’t possibly endure for that long.
The gatekeeper was somewhat concerned and immediately opened the massive stone door to look inside the secret cultivation chamber.
He saw Ling Chen sitting cross-legged in the center of the secret cultivation room, enveloped in white True Qi, cultivating and healing his injuries.
Upon seeing this, the old man rubbed his eyes vigorously and stared again, remarking, "This boy, is he really just a First Realm Grandmaster?"
「Five days passed.」
Although Ling Chen’s body was covered in more wounds, he did not flee. He was still cultivating inside.
In the unique environment and under the enormous pressure of the secret chamber, Ling Chen was progressing at lightning speed.
Moreover, being repeatedly bombarded and swept by the storm didn’t just injure him; it also tempered his flesh body.
After each cultivation session, Ling Chen could feel his flesh body improve by a fraction, becoming more robust, and the strength in his bones and tendons growing more powerful.
At the same time, the True Qi within him grew purer, and his meridians became more resilient.
Although the environment in the Wind Thunder Cultivation Room is harsh, it’s also helping me consolidate my realm quickly. In a mere five days, my cultivation as a First Realm Grandmaster has stabilized.
Despite being battered and bruised, Ling Chen was enduring the pain with a sense of accomplishment, as his strength improved daily at a steady pace.
"Senior, I want to add ten more days," Ling Chen said to the old gatekeeper upon opening the stone door.
This kid is a monster!
The old gatekeeper was utterly astonished. He had never seen anyone treat the Wind Thunder Cultivation Room as their home. This young man had been inside for five days and now wanted to add ten more.
This was terrifying.
As the days passed, Ling Chen hardly ever rested in the Wind Thunder Cultivation Room; he was either cultivating or healing.
If not for his formidable willpower, he would have collapsed long ago.
However, effort brings rewards, and in Ling Chen’s case, they were substantial. In just half a month, his cultivation reached the peak of the First Realm Grandmaster.
This was also related to Ling Chen’s solid foundation and gradual accumulation.
Ling Chen had spent a long time accumulating at the Ninth-level Martial Master stage. At the Martial Arts Assembly, he had absorbed a considerable amount of Dragon Vein Power, and the residual power of the Heavenly Shadow Poison had also integrated into his body. Now that these forces had settled, they provided significant impetus.
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Meanwhile, in the outside world, a charming and beautiful young woman arrived outside the Wind Thunder Cultivation Room.
She wore a high-grade silk red dress, her hair elegantly coiffed, with finely drawn eyebrows and rouged lips, looking exceptionally glamorous.
"Worry-free Young Master," the old gatekeeper said respectfully, approaching her as soon as she arrived.
Although he was a Grand Master, Lin Ya was one of the three young masters of the Black Market. Even if she didn’t become the Chief Rudder of the Black Market in the future, she would undoubtedly be one of its top echelons. He naturally couldn’t afford to offend her.
"Hasn’t he come out yet?"
Lin Ya had found out only a few days ago that Ling Chen was here. From the old gatekeeper, she learned that today was Ling Chen’s last day in the Wind Thunder Cultivation Room, which was why she chose to come today.
The old gatekeeper nodded. "He’s been cultivating in there for half a month now! The highest record in Profound-Word First-Class was set by ’Unrestrained Young Master’ Su Ziling. Relying on his incomparably powerful Light Skill and doppelganger technique, he stayed in there for a whole month."
"But when Su Ziling first entered Profound-Word First-Class, he only lasted for seven days."
Hearing the gatekeeper’s words, a hint of surprise flashed across Lin Ya’s fair face, and then her beautiful eyes lit up. This man is truly abnormal! If I can make him fall for my charms, my status in the Black Market will definitely surpass Wuxin and Chikong.
Lin Ya had been eyeing Ling Chen for a long time. However, he was no ordinary man and wouldn’t be easily charmed by her. Furthermore, there was a significant obstacle: Ling Chen’s engagement to Xu Ruoyan. In Lin Ya’s eyes, his fiancée Xu Ruoyan was the biggest stumbling block.
But she had no plans to give up. After all, with her assets, if she were a little more diligent, it wasn’t as if she had no chance at all.
BOOM!
Just then, the ground shook, and the stone door swung open.
Ling Chen, covered in wounds, dragged his exhausted body out from Profound-Word First-Class.
At this moment, all he wanted was to find a place to rest properly.
"Ling Chen!"
Seeing Ling Chen emerge from the cultivation room, Lin Ya immediately rushed towards him, her voice crisp and pleasant, her pretty face full of anxiety and heartache. "How did you get hurt so badly?"
Seeing Lin Ya, Ling Chen looked somewhat surprised. "Miss Lin, what are you doing here?"
"What? Aren’t we friends? Friends who have been through life and death together, at that? Don’t I even have the right to show some concern for you?" Lin Ya glared at Ling Chen, a hint of reproach in her tone.
"That’s not what I meant."
Ling Chen shook his head, though a sense of awareness stirred within him. I always feel that Lin Ya is approaching me with some ulterior motive, not out of genuine friendship. Of course, this is just my conjecture.
"I’ve prepared a Golden Soup Medicinal Bath for you. It will only take half a day to help you recover from your injuries."
Lin Ya’s face beamed with a radiant smile, her care for Ling Chen apparently meticulous. "Come with me," she said. "If you refuse my kindness today, it means you don’t consider me a friend."
"Alright then."
Ling Chen pondered for only a moment before nodding in agreement.
The Golden Soup Medicinal Bath was expensive but could indeed help him recover quickly. Her consideration was very thoughtful.
On the other hand, building a good relationship with a Young Master of the Black Market was generally beneficial, and there was no need to keep her at arm’s length.
「Thunder Roar Tavern.」
Ling Chen hadn’t expected that the Golden Soup Medicinal Bath Lin Ya had arranged for him would be in the Thunder Roar Tavern.
The two walked side by side into the tavern and then headed together towards one of the top-tier rooms.
This scene was accidentally witnessed by Xu Ruoyan and several disciples of Sky Void Palace.
"Hey, isn’t that Ling Chen? What’s he doing laughing and talking with someone from the Black Market?"
"What are they up to? A man and a woman entering a tavern room together... it’s quite suggestive."
"Yeah, isn’t he engaged to Sister Xu? It doesn’t seem appropriate for him to be so close to another woman!"
As the Sky Void Palace disciples chattered amongst themselves, Xu Ruoyan’s pretty face turned visibly upset.
A cold glint flashed in her beautiful eyes. Then, drawing her treasure sword, she walked into the tavern.