Chapter wasn’t something he could touch.
Maybe later.
Cultivation was more important now.
In another thirty years or so, the Netherworld Cave would erupt once again.
He needed to become stronger.
For the time being, he did not modify the array formations. Most importantly, he had to become a True Immortal for now.
Furthermore, the True Immortal Realm was right before his eyes. He could forgo some other things for now.
He, who had cultivated for 240 years, appeared to be at the mid-stage Essence Soul Realm on the surface. His hidden cultivation was at the late-stage Essence Soul Realm and his true cultivation level was at the perfected Human Immortal Realm.
…
He entered seclusion.
During the period of seclusion, Jiang Lan would spend his time observing the scenery during the day. At the same time, he would eat some medicinal pills to recover his immortal power.
At night, he began to temper his physical body so that he could reach the threshold as soon as possible.
At that time, he could conveniently use the Immortal Blood Pill to enter the True Immortal realm.
Although he could use it now, it was not safe enough.
He could not fail his advancement.
It was one thing for it to be harmful to his body, but if it failed, it would take more than a decade or two before he could advance again.
In fact, it would take nearly a hundred years of recuperation before he could try advancing again.
To sacrifice a hundred years just to advance earlier by ten years or so was simply not worth it.
He had time now.
With the Ninth Summit behind him, he had plenty of time.
But time could not be squandered.
Time waits for no man.
…
Time passed by quickly.
Some news began to appear in Kunlun.
“Have you heard? The dragons are coming.”
“I heard that the posts have been pasted. What are they here for?”
“The battle between the demons and the dragons has ended. Are they trying to suppress us with their momentum?”
“I don’t know, but I heard that it has something to do with the Goddess. After so many years, the Dragon Race is still unconvinced.”
“I wonder if they’ll fight.”
“I feel that the Senior Brother of the Ninth Summit is really pitiful. He’ll definitely be the target of public criticism this time.”
“I heard that the Senior Brother from the Ninth Summit is so afraid that he doesn’t dare to leave the mountain.”
Lu Qian looked at Zhou Shu and said.
“Is the Senior Brother from the Ninth Summit so afraid that he can’t sleep now? It’s been so many years, but I’ve never heard of anyone seeing him. I think it’s possible that his cultivation level is too low and he doesn’t have the face to leave the mountain.”
“Don’t spout nonsense,” Zhou Shu reprimanded softly.
“The Senior Brother of the Ninth Summit is not like what you think. He’s different from the rumors.”
Zhou Shu understood that at that time, if he had put aside his prejudice towards his Senior Brother from the Ninth Summit.
Then what he saw would be a powerful and responsible Senior Brother.
Although he was a little unsmiling and looked like he would make things difficult for them, he had done a lot for them.
At that time, they were really judging a gentleman’s heart with their petty mind.