Lin Yun and Ji Zixi roughly calculated that there were over three hundred white fortunes. The fortune from the alpha wolf was purple, clearly of a higher grade than the other fortunes. It also contained Wind and Thunder attributes, which perfectly matched Lin Yun.0

For the next few days, they would spend the time refining fortunes while consuming roasted meat at night to absorb the fortunes even further.0

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye, with Lin Yun’s cultivation reaching the pinnacle of the fourth-stage Saint Lord. The number of Wind and Thunder Daos also reached three thousand. Just ten days of leisurely eating was equivalent to a hundred years of cultivation in the Kunlun Realm, and this was a shocking harvest.3

When another five days passed, Lin Yun had successfully absorbed the alpha wolf’s fortune, and the number of Wind and Thunder Daos reached a staggering amount of five thousand. After consuming all the wolf meat, Lin Yun realized he could no longer progress in his saint dao. He instantly knew that he had reached the limit of hunting demonic beasts.0

“Wu Yuhua is right; it’s like a buffet,” Lin Yun said with a wry smile.0

If Wu Yuhua heard what Lin Yun said, he would be speechless. After all, it was unfathomable for Lin Yun to slaughter the entire wolf pack in a day.0

When a commotion disrupted his trail of thoughts, he turned to see Ji Zixi emitting a golden radiance....0