White Fengfeng indignantly said, “What’s so great about it? Weren’t you just lucky and managed to get a step ahead? It’s still unknown who will refine the Revival Good Fortune Pill first!”

These words lifted up the hearts of the other young cultivators. While they didn’t dare to say this in such a straightforward manner, they were actually thinking of it. They didn’t bother wasting time taunting Ning Qin anymore and walked into the cave.

Qin Yu smiled at White Fengfeng and walked into the cave. Contrary to everyone’s imaginations, after luckily managing to make it out safely yesterday, he had made a decision; he absolutely wouldn’t meditate on the Good Fortune Tablet’s dark golden textures for the next few days at least.

However, he wasn’t prepared to waste the next 12 hours like this. He closed his eyes as if he was focused on perceiving, but his divine sense had actually quietly entered his sealed dimension ring. There was a familiar feeling of his divine sense being wrapped in a strange transmission, and then his divine sense appeared in that distant spatial fragment.

His divine sense fused into the blood in front of him, transforming into his divine sense form. Qin Yu took a deep breath, a feeling of unprecedented relaxation coming from deep in his heart.

This was because this was a world that belonged to him!

On the distant horizon where the ends of the spatial fragment were, the space cracks still existed. But,...