The Master and His Wealthy Fiancée

’The first four floors were one thing, but the ingredients used on the fifth floor are far more advanced,’ Chen Dong mused. ’Once I’m no longer in mortal danger, I must properly study the pharmacology and pill recipes of the Wangyou Realm.’

In less than four hours, Chen Dong drank the second glass. His strength had already recovered to the Outer Appearance Peak—the equivalent of Tenth-Layer Qi Cultivation in the Wangyou Realm. He was now just a single step away from the Inner Realm.

In a flash of insight, Chen Dong felt that this was not the true limit of the Outer Appearance Realm. Previously, upon reaching the Outer Appearance Peak, his strength would stagnate until he broke through to the Inner Realm. But this time, as he re-cultivated and reached the peak once more, he could feel that the Outer Appearance Realm still held untapped potential.

Thus, Chen Dong did not rush to break through to the Inner Realm. Instead, he used the True Qi converted from the wine’s potency to continue his cultivation.

After drinking the third glass, Chen Dong could have broken through at any moment, but he chose to hold back.

The fourth glass, the fifth...

A day after Chen Dong had entered the fifth floor, the limit of the Outer Appearance Realm was finally shattered. He had entered the ultimate limit of the realm.

Chu Yan Zhenren, who had been watching Chen Dong, was stunned. ”Eleventh-Layer Qi Cultivation! Impossible! Is this kid trying to walk the path of the Extreme Dao?”

After entering this new realm, Chen Dong felt that his previous state at Outer Appearance was pathetically weak. By comparison, his current strength at the Outer Appearance Realm was ten times greater than before. He could now fight head-on against his former Early-stage Inner Realm self. Even the perpetually weak golden lotus in his Sea of Consciousness brightened after this breakthrough. The four pillars of light within his Sea of Consciousness were replenished, and his pitiful one-meter Divine Sense exploded to a range of one hundred meters.

Chen Dong realized his lifespan had also been extended. Not only that, but his luck, which had been at zero, had grown by a sliver. If his luck upon arriving in the Wangyou Realm was zero, it was now one.

The gains were immense.

With a smile of satisfaction, he drained the last two Glazed Wine Glasses, then rose and walked toward the sixth floor.

Mu Qingzhu, who had been engrossed in refining the wine’s potency, slowly opened her eyes. She frowned at Chen Dong’s retreating back, her Dao Heart wavering slightly.