Time flowed like water. In the blink of an eye, a year had passed.
Lin Fan had just spent 10,000 spirit stones to curse Xing Baokun for the day.
At this moment, a crisp notification suddenly sounded in his mind.
[Ding! Your enemy, Xing Baokun, has demonic thoughts because of your curse.]
When Lin Fan heard that, he smiled and said, "It's finally working. I didn't curse him for an entire year in vain. However, he only has demonic thoughts. I still have to work harder!"
...
On a distant planet, on the Flying Peak of the Sky Thunder Sect...
Xing Baokun, who had been in a state of cultivation, suddenly burst out with a cold and fierce force. Like a ferocious beast, he directly tore the servant beside him into pieces.
Bright red blood splattered everywhere.
Xing Baokun opened his eyes, and they were bloodshot.
