Zi knew very well that, even for an Amethyst Behemoth, the difference between rank 8 and rank 9 was a watershed. Only after reaching rank 9 could he truly set foot on the broad road of the Amethyst Behemoth. The Soul Fire sacrificed by Glacis was, after all, a foreign force, and to fully absorb and transform it, then through his own cultivation to elevate to the standard of a rank 9 Beast, even with Ye Yinzhu's Zither Magic assistance, would probably take three years. Therefore, Zi was not in a hurry. His main task now was to help Ye Yinzhu build Qin City even better. This was not only Ye Yinzhu's foundation but also his future base for battling in the Northernmost Wilderness.
While calmly cultivating, suddenly, Zi felt as if something had pricked his brain. There was no pain, but rather a rushing outburst, as if there was a balloon inside his head that had been suddenly popped.
