A day passed, then another. Soon, half a month slipped by in the blink of an eye. 0

Wang Sheng had been standing before the trunk of the divine tree all this time, striking what he liked to think was an impressive pose. Eventually, a corner of his mouth twitched. He gave up, sat down cross-legged, and reached into his robes to take out the jade pendant that Zhuge Lin had given him.0

It's already been half a month. Why hasn't my senior sister broken through yet? How long is she going to cultivate here? Months? Years? Centuries?0

The longer they stayed, the more dangerous their situation became. Regardless, this was a heaven-sent opportunity for Mu Wanxuan. Even if he had to stake his life on it, he was determined to see her through to the very end.0

Then again, this place was adrift in space. Even great experts and major sects would need time to reach Qiling. Wensheng had also said he would use the excuse that this was the Qiling Immortal Sect's medicinal garden to hold back the first wave of cultivators.0

Still, the Qiling Immortal Sect's strength was limited. They would not dare provoke powerful factions or mighty beings. After stalling as much as they reasonably could, they would close their mountain...0