Nine days passed quickly.
One day, Lin Fei's vitality surged.
The system voice echoed:
"Your Giant Whale Refinement Body Skill has broken through to Level Eight after days of hard cultivation."
Lin Fei snapped open his eyes.
"Body Refinement Level Eight!"
He checked the system panel:
Host: Lin Fei
Martial Arts Realm: Body Refinement Level Eight
Giant Whale Refinement Body Skill: Level Eight (Progress 2%)
Dragon Elephant Vajra Fist: Great Accomplishment (Progress 1%)
Nine Shadow Saber Technique: Perfect Mastery (Progress 8%)
Vajra Iron Cloth Technique: Level Seven (Progress 6%)
Muscle Tendon Transformation Skill: Level Six (Progress 56%)
Lin Fei had indeed reached Level Eight.
Vajra Iron Cloth Technique had also finally reached Level Seven.
Lin Fei stretched out his hand.
His skin looked rough but was tough as cowhide.
Even sharp blades couldn't easily cut it.
Against strong blows, Vajra Iron Cloth Technique gave unparalleled defense.
Even if Lin Fei stood still
and was attacked by warriors below Level Seven,
he would suffer little damage.
This was the power of hard cultivation!
Hard cultivation was slow but incredibly fearsome once advanced.
But now, the Herbal Baths that helped Vajra Iron Cloth Technique had less effect.
Similarly, Blood Enhancing Pills' effects had also weakened.
Though still somewhat effective,
to continue progressing by Herbal Baths and Pills
would require even greater quantities.
That meant silver—
massive amounts of it!
Lin Fei had about 10,000 Contribution Points left—
far from enough.
"Nine days passed; I wonder what Chen Lian's response is?"
Lin Fei thought and left the inner sect.
Soon, he arrived at Chen Lian's courtyard.
"Chen Lian, what's Chen Family's decision?"
Seeing Chen Lian in the courtyard, Lin Fei asked directly.
"Senior Brother Lin, I was just about to find you."
"Chen Family sent people yesterday,
bringing silver tickets, saying that for a genius like you, at least 20,000 taels per year is appropriate."
Chen Lian immediately showed the silver ticket.
"20,000 taels?"
Lin Fei took the ticket.
He remembered his original request was only 15,000 taels per year.
Chen Family's attitude was strange-
they added 5,000 taels more.
"Your sincerity is noted. I appreciate it."
Lin Fei nodded,
feeling much more favorable toward Chen Family.
He really needed silver now,
and Chen Family had delivered.
"Senior Brother Lin, as long as you are satisfied."
Chen Lian smiled.
Lin Fei returned to the inner sect.
With over 30,000 Contribution Points,
he immediately bought thirty Blood Enhancing Pills.
Lin Fei only hoped to quickly reach Body Refinement Level Nine,
because only at Level Nine could he try to generate Inner Power.
Once Inner Power was born,
he would become an Acquired warrior,
fundamentally different from a Body Refinement warrior.
With few Contribution Points left,
future cultivation would inevitably slow.
Lin Fei thought carefully but had no better solution.
After breaking into Level Seven,
he could digest three pills per day.
In just ten days,
his Blood Enhancing Pills were gone.
But in those ten days,
his Giant Whale Refinement Body Skill only progressed about 40%.
In other words, three pills per day raised his cultivation by only 4% daily.
Still, he had no pills left,
and maintaining even 4% daily progress was very hard.
However, there was good news.
His Muscle Tendon Transformation Skill reached Level Seven.
It had always progressed steadily,
only needing to listen to Buddhist and Taoist scriptures.
But at Level Seven, even that slowed down.
Lin Fei noticed his Body Refinement cultivation was very slow recently.
He also cultivated some saber techniques at the Martial Arts Pavilion,
but all only reached Great Accomplishment.
Trying to reach Perfect Mastery seemed stuck-
a bottleneck.
Now, nearly all his martial arts were stuck.
"I need a way to earn more Contribution Points!"
The sect gave only 1,000 Contribution Points monthly,
which was clearly insufficient.
"I'll go to the Mission Hall and see if there are tasks suitable for me."
Lin Fei was helpless but hopeful.
He understood why most mission takers were inner disciples-
outer disciples were fewer.
Inner disciples consumed resources at terrifying rates,
and could not survive training without missions.
Lin Fei arrived at the Mission Hall,
which was crowded as usual,
with many tasks densely posted.
"Lin Fei."
Suddenly, a cold female voice sounded behind him...
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