A Fine Line between the Devil and Buddha

Three days later, Jiang Ming felt refreshed.

Half a month later however, Jiang Ming came over to the pavilion as he kept rubbing his waist, with ten junior sisters surrounding him.

"Junior Brother, can't anymore?"

"It's one against ten! Even a bull might die from exhaustion."

"Hmph, just admit that you cannot already."

"Wait till I start training on the Golden Steel Impeccable Body, then I'll go another 3 million rounds with you."

"All talk!"

The nine clones flew around hidden in Jiuyang Sect, looking at the changes for the past few years.

Linglong's main body stayed by Jiang Ming's side and slowly talked about what happened in the Inheritance Space.

Over on the island where she was accepted as a disciple by name, time flowed100 times faster than the outside world. When coupled with immense resources along with 1,000 years of cultivation, she raised her cultivation base straight to level 14 Golden Immortal Realm.