Summit Farmer

Sitting cross-legged in the room, Peter Brown gave orders that he should not be disturbed for any minor matters before he began his closed-door cultivation.

This time, Peter aimed to properly enhance his cultivation level.

One hundred fifty thousand disciples below the Golden Immortal rank of the Sect were entering, and there were also many non-Sect people, as well as a multitude of Demon Beasts. Just thinking about it gave Peter headaches. Facing such an environment, with only the cultivation of an Immortal-Level Individual, could there be any chance of surviving?

Shaking his head, Peter didn’t believe that with his level of cultivation, he could come out alive after a year.

Now, he could only look inside the Sect Leader’s Ring!

Peter was somewhat expecting miracles from the Sect Leader’s Ring.

Since obtaining the ring, so many days had passed, and having been placed in the Ruyi Furnace, it should have erased the Sect Leader’s mark left on it.

The cultivation chamber was protected by important formations, including an Isolation Formation, so Peter wasn’t really worried about someone using Divine Sense to probe inside.

However, this was still an important location for the Sect, and Peter didn’t dare to actually take out the ring, not knowing if there were any Sect’s high-level cultivators spying on him here.

With that in mind, Peter sunk his Divine Sense into the center of the Dan Sea.

Looking towards the Ruyi Furnace standing in the center of the Dan Sea, Peter was curious—after absorbing energy for such a long time, the furnace showed no signs of being usable by him. What exactly was going on?