I am a loser, but I defeated countless geniuses with the Soul-Calming Tower.

"It's really profound. I still have eight years left, so I'll use them all up."

Lin Xuan also became ruthless and didn't intend to hold back anymore.

Before entering the outer gate, Lin Xuan must maximize his combat effectiveness. Only in this way can he compete for a spot and enter the secret realm of immortality with Yu Bing.

Not to mention getting any ranking, at least Yu Bing must not be harmed.

Ten thousand years pass in a flash, and eight years are but the blink of an eye.

"Eight years and only just touched the threshold? This low-grade Xuan-level martial art is too profound, isn't it?"

Lin Xuan was a little shocked, and at the same time felt tremendous pressure.

The Xuan Ti is already at this point, so what about the Di Ti and Tian Ti? How many years will it take?

"Kill the pig, kill the pig!"

Lin Xuan pushed open the door of the rest room and ran directly towards the breeding farm.

The Hidden Step only touched the threshold, but Lin Xuan's understanding of body movements had already changed beyond recognition.

He was very fast and soon arrived at the breeding garden.

At just one glance, Lin Xuan saw Ma San and Liu Qi, who were covered in dirt and struggling to carry grass to feed the pigs.

Chen Ze was supervising the two of them.

The moment Lin Xuan appeared, the three of them immediately looked over, but their reactions were different.

Chen Ze put on a smile, while Ma San and Liu Qi glared at Lin Xuan.

But the next second, Chen Ze raised his hand and slapped him.

"Crack! Crack!"

Two crisp slaps were heard, and Chen Ze cursed angrily, "Are you looking for death? How dare you look at Deacon Lin like that?"

"Hmph... Hurry up and work, or you won't get any contribution points for today."

Ma San and Liu Qi only felt their cheeks burning, but at this moment, they didn't dare to say a word. They could only retract their fearful gazes and feed the pigs silently.

"Tsk...how pitiful! It seems like this evildoer needs another evildoer to deal with him."

Lin Xuan was very satisfied with what happened to the two men and had no sympathy at all.

If Lin Xuan falls into the hands of these two fence-sitters, he will definitely be in trouble.

Now, they have no chance.

They don’t even have time to practice now, and they don’t know when they will be able to start body training.

By then, Lin Xuan estimated that he could kill them with just a glance.

"Deacon Lin, you're here? We still have a while before the pig slaughter this afternoon, so please take a rest first."

Chen Ze came to Lin Xuan at this time, and his attitude changed 180 degrees, becoming incredibly respectful.

"Yeah, I'll just wander around. Call me when you're ready."

Lin Xuan nodded. He liked Chen Ze, the dog, very much.

"Yes, I will obey the order!"

Chen Ze's face turned serious.

Lin Xuan ignored him and just wandered around the breeding farm.

The breeding park is very large, and it’s not just Lin Xuan’s area. It’s just that each area is separated, so Lin Xuan can only walk around here.

The breeding farm under Chen Ze needs to provide ten wild pigs in the early stage of body building and five wild pigs in the middle stage of body building every day.

The rest of the farms are similar.

Soon, it was time to slaughter the pig, and Chen Ze found Lin Xuan in advance.

But after killing a wild boar, Lin Xuan stopped.

"A wasteland pig in the early stage of body forging can't even steal time, and there's not a trace of blood and energy left. Is it because of the increase in strength?"

"It seems that it is impossible to become a god by killing pigs."

Lin Xuan frowned deeply.

"Deacon Lin, what's going on?"

Chen Ze asked doubtfully.

"Let others come, I will go kill the one in the middle stage of body forging."

Lin Xuan said nothing more than a word without explaining.

"Uh……"

Chen Ze was stunned for a moment, but didn't dare to ask more questions.

Soon, Lin Xuan killed a wilderness pig leader.

The Soul-Calming Tower shook, and a ball of blood and a ball of light representing time appeared.

After feeling it carefully, Lin Xuan's face still looked unhappy...

"Even a wasteland pig in the middle stage of body forging can only steal a year's worth of training time and a certain amount of blood and energy."

Lin Xuan had a headache. If this continued, he wondered how long it would take for him to be promoted to the Blood Refining Realm and go to the outer sect?