"Starting to meditate again, is immortal cultivation just about meditating?"
"Hey? What's that thing?"
"Looks like a big piece of charcoal."
"Does your charcoal start sprouting?"
"Hey? Charcoal sprouting? Could it be Thunderstruck Wood?"
"Thunderstruck Wood? Is that even real?"
"..."
The Thunderstruck Wood attracted the attention of people outside the gymnasium.
The discussions grew louder and louder.
It even made the entire gym buzz, like countless flies were flying around.
Lin Beichen, who was immersed in cultivation, seemed to have a self-shielding barrier and was not disturbed at all.
He continued his cultivation.
He practiced until the sun set and the moon hung high in the night sky. Realizing that he had reached his limit for the day, he came out of his absorbed state, and the noisy discussions outside the gym finally reached his ears.
"I'm numb, I've been watching all day, and Lin Beichen has just been meditating here all day."
