By now it was morning and Shirong had woken up from his cultivation session as well. Since reaching the Nascent Soul realm, his speed had dropped greatly and knew that it would only keep on getting slower.
~Sigh~
"Such is the way of cultivation… if going against heavens was easy anyone would do it…" Shirong muttered to himself.
But then his eyes opened and he focused over the Immortal Crystal Armament that was in his ring.
"But as long as I have you and there are other creatures in this world, my speed won't slow down…" Shirong said with a fierce glint in his eyes.
He then stood up and walked out of his room. A few servants were already there waiting for his orders.
"Any messages for me?" Shirong asked.
"No, Young master Shirong." The servant replied in a respectful manner.
'Hmm… the king should have said something till now. Is he busy with something else?' Shirong wondered.
