Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

Chapter 2191: Chapter 2192: Breakthrough

The crackling sound once again echoed throughout the land where Lin Chen stood.

Having had enough time to rest, Lin Chen’s strength had significantly recovered compared to before, and he was filled with excitement. Battling against the Spiritual Body, he was oblivious to the passing of time.

”It’s time to go to the next place.”

Unsure how much time had passed, only after Lin Chen defeated that Spiritual Body, he began to walk outward.

Due to the disappearance of that Spiritual Body, no new one appeared here again. Presumably, after defeating it, his strength was recognized, making further cultivation here unnecessary.

Thus, Lin Chen did not linger and immediately walked out from here, proceeding to the next location.

These places accessible through the stone gates were all progressively linked, and after only a few steps forward, Lin Chen arrived at the location of the next stone gate.

In the midst of a gentle flicker of white light, Lin Chen waited for a moment before entering through the stone gate.

Inside, there was already a figure standing tall. Like before, he was formed of Spiritual Energy, still holding a brilliant longsword.

What he saw was exactly the same as the previous encounters, if there was any difference, it was that the cultivation level of this Spiritual Body was slightly higher than before, reaching the sixth tier of Spiritual Refinement.

The increase in cultivation level made this Spiritual Body’s attacks more fierce. Without the significant growth in Lin Chen’s strength through training, he would have found it difficult to contend.

However, similar to before, the sword in the Spiritual Body’s hand was fragile.

”Next time, I should bring another weapon.”

Lin Chen frowned slightly, thinking to himself.

Initially, the Tianyan Ancient Sword in Lin Chen’s hand was incredibly sharp. In the clash of energy, it easily broke the opponent’s sword, requiring self-repair afterward.

This process, although not slow, takes up time that Lin Chen, who desperately needs to improve his strength, cannot afford to waste.

Meanwhile, elsewhere, a few people were not idle either, possibly sensing Lin Chen’s efforts. They were extraordinarily diligent in their cultivation.

Within these days, Meng Shan gradually integrated into this environment and was less restrained with the people around her than before.

Especially with Chen Jie, she was very happy, naturally investing this emotion into her cultivation. After being informed about some basic matters, Chen Jie led her to the library to select a cultivation technique, formally beginning her practice.

Under such circumstances, several months passed swiftly.

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This day found Lin Chen sitting cross-legged in the center of the room, not venturing to the training ground, appearing somewhat unusual.

However, his eyes were tightly closed, with beads of sweat forming on his forehead, trickling down his cheeks, evidently having been cultivating for quite some time.

”Ninth Tier of Spiritual Refinement!”

Suddenly, unaware of how much time had passed, Lin Chen opened his eyes, revealing a gleam deep within. After a long period of cultivation, his body felt invigorated rather than fatigued.

He slightly bowed his head, gazing at his hands. As his gaze fell upon them, a blue light gleamed, and as he clenched his fists, the Spiritual Energy within exploded, emanating a series of forceful waves.

After prolonged training, Lin Chen was confident that if he encountered that figure in the cave again, he could easily handle it.

This enhancement in strength was not just due to improved cultivation; more importantly, his combat capability had become exceedingly strong.

In the months spent in the trial field, he acquired substantial growth space, his deficiencies undergoing seismic change through continuous cultivation.

Nowadays, as long as the disparity in strength isn’t too vast, Lin Chen can manage.

”I’ve practiced enough swordsmanship; perhaps it’s time to find the teacher.”

Lin Chen hummed softly to himself. Before heading out, Wang Hao had told Lin Chen that unless he made breakthroughs in swordsmanship, he shouldn’t seek out Wang Hao. But now Lin Chen believed he had learned sufficiently well.

With this thought, he stepped outside, strolling towards the library amidst a sea of flowers.

Before dawn fully broke, the entire Green Ripple Sect was enveloped in dense mist, carrying a thin chill, covering people, making them feel slightly cold.

Yet Lin Chen was evidently accustomed to it.

He walked slowly, seemingly ordinary steps, yet his pace was incredibly fast, covering a considerable distance in just a few strides.

This was evidently related to his cultivation in the trial field where the gravity was substantially stronger than outside. Thus, his combat skills and movement technique both improved there.

Before long, Lin Chen arrived at the library.

The familiar figure was still there, holding a book with one hand, while using index and middle fingers of the other to form a sword stance in mid-air.

It seemed as though nothing had changed, though the whiskers on Wang Hao’s chin had grown longer, reaching his chest.

Lin Chen approached slowly, somewhat puzzled during the walk, wondering if Wang Hao never left this place, how does he eat?

Despite pondering this, Lin Chen did not voice it aloud.

”Teacher.” Lin Chen stepped forward, slightly bowing with hands clasped.

”What are you here for now?” Wang Hao didn’t even lift his head, seemingly somewhat impatient.

”Cough, the teacher mentioned that if I could stabilize my sword skills, I could return.” Lin Chen, unfazed, continued with his clasped response.

This remark indeed caused Wang Hao to pause; he glanced upward, his eyes under his sword brows nodding to examine Lin Chen from top to bottom. After a moment, he remarked, ”The cultivation level has improved quickly, but how about your other practices?”

Wang Hao rarely nodded; after all, cultivation isn’t acquired without hard work.

”Please observe, Teacher.”

Lin Chen raised the sword in his hand. The raised blade showed no peculiarities, yet Wang Hao was quite surprised when his gaze fell upon it, mixed with a trace of admiration.

Cultivation can be monotonous, and it’s even more so for practicing Spiritual Techniques.

Cultivation progress can still be felt, such as moving from one realm to another. But Spiritual Techniques require immense perseverance, enduring solitude, continuously refining oneself and harmonizing within that solitude to unleash the maximum power of the technique.

However, there are incredibly few who can withstand such solitude, especially Wang Hao, who has seen it all here.