Once in secluded cultivation, time seemed to lose all meaning. In a flash, several weeks had passed.
On this day, Lin Tang emerged from the secret chamber, his face clear and his spirits refreshed. He had finally absorbed all the Spiritual Energy contained within the Spirit Crystals that the Yaochi Heavenly Palace had provided as compensation. His cultivation had grown by another large measure.
HMPH!
HA!
EE-YAH! EE-YAH!!
Lin Tang heard a woman's strange cries, and a smile of amusement crossed his face. He strode closer and saw Wei Zichu wearing a metal hoop on her head that resembled the Tight-Binding Spell, diligently practicing the Monkey Fist.
