Time ticked by second by second. Lin Chen stood there quietly, eyes slightly closed and utterly unmoving, as if even the fierce winds could not make him budge an inch.
"Look at others; even without a trace of Spiritual Energy, they can withstand this chill. But look at yourselves, with your bodies sheathed in Spiritual Energy, yet you don't dare stand for a moment longer."
Chen Lin cursed angrily on the deck. Many of the disciples shrank back, too afraid to utter a word.
"Bringing you out this time is to let you see the world. Otherwise, in a few years..." Chen Lin shook his head lightly.
Then he shifted his gaze to Lin Chen, his pupils showing a trace of expectation. He murmured in his heart, "If time permits, perhaps he could..."
As he thought so, Lin Chen was pondering how to increase his own strength.
...
