In the house.
There was boiling water in The Imperial Cauldron of Heavenly River.
"Great."
Lin Fan squinted his eyes and sat in the cauldron, lying back. The previous fight allowed him to understand his ability and his limits better. He realized that cultivation didn't represent one's strength. You could have high cultivation but still be weak overall.
This was so interesting.
He took out Hei Gu's storage ring to take a look.
"This is great. There are quite a few good things here."
There were a number of pills and skillsets. However, the skillsets leaned towards evil cultivation.
"Senior brother, is there anything you need?" Lu Qiming asked from outside the room.
"No." Let me take a break. Don't let anyone bother me."
"Yes."
After Lu Qiming left, Lin Fan touched the injury on his chest. It was left behind by Hei Gu.
"Such a shame to have been wounded by a weakling."
