Although the amount of spiritual energy and time required would usually increase along with a person’s cultivation level, Jagoan was making ridiculously great progress with his cultivation training.
Unbeknownst to Jagoan and Colin, people had already set their sights on the courtyard they were training at. After all, it was hard not to notice such an insane amount of spiritual energy surrounding a courtyard like a dense fog. Two men in uniform wielding sabers were keeping a close eye on that courtyard.
“It has been ten days now, and that fog of spiritual energy still hasn’t lifted. This must be the work of a Spiritual Energy Collection Array. Let’s hurry up and report this to King Duncan!” whispered one of them.
The other nodded and got ready to leave. Right as the two turned around, they saw a masked man standing behind them.
The masked man then attacked them without warning, clawing at their throats with his fingers and crushing their windpipes in an instant.
Just like that, the two men died before they could even respond.
The masked man then glanced at the courtyard, which was still covered in a fog of spiritual energy, and said, “Does this guy see this place as a peaceful utopia of some sort? How careless of him…”
He then disappeared where he stood and reappeared inside the courtyard a second later.
As Jagoan was going through the most critical stage of his cultivation at the time, he was completely focused on it, which made him oblivious to the changes in his surroundings.
The masked man sneered when he saw Jagoan.
“Not even a defensive arcane array in place? He’s being far too careless here…” the masked man mumbled as he tore the black mask off his head, revealing a face covered in pockmarks.
That man was none other than Jagoan himself.
Jagoan broke into a smile when he saw the faint golden glow on Jagoan’s body.
“Looks like this guy is about to make yet another breakthrough in his cultivation level!” he said while retrieving a few charms from his pocket.
He then tossed the charms into the air and cast a spell, causing them to levitate around Jagoan as they surrounded him with a beam of light.
While waiting, Jagoan sat down on the side and munched on some peanuts.
The golden light around Jagoan’s body was getting brighter and brighter as another day went by. He looked so majestic that one could easily mistake him for being an immortal.
“For someone with such a low cultivation level, he sure consumes a huge amount of spiritual energy! What a monster…” Jagoan exclaimed in shock and disbelief when he saw the state Jagoan was in.
Buzz!
Jagoan opened his eyes all of a sudden, his body exuding a golden glow as spiritual energy surged through it.
“Man, training here feels so good! I’ve never felt this great in ages!” he exclaimed while stretching his body.
“Just so you know, you nearly lost your life back there! I doubt you’d be feeling good now if you were dead!” Jagoan said with a chuckle.
As Jagoan had just woken up from his training, he didn’t know Jagoan was there until he heard his voice.
The look on Jagoan’s face turned somewhat gloomy the moment he saw Jagoan.
“What are you doing here, Mr. Jagoan?” he asked in surprise.
“I’ve been here for a few months now. You probably would’ve been assassinated while cultivating if it weren’t for me guarding you! I can’t believe you’d just start cultivating without setting up a defensive arcane array! Doing so is equivalent to painting a target on your back!” Jagoan lectured him.
Jagoan felt a little awkward when he heard that. He had indeed been careless as he believed the spiritual energy cultivators here were no strangers to such training.
On top of that, he believed he was safe because no one on the island knew who he was.
“Who would try to come after me, Mr. Jagoan? I don’t think anyone here knows me at all!” Jagoan asked in confusion.
I don’t get it. Why would anyone here want to kill me?
Is it simply because this courtyard is richer in spiritual energy?
