Chapter Twenty-Two: Preparing for a Grand Entrance

Three years passed in the blink of an eye.

Yi Tian had grown into a young man, his childishness faded, leaving him with a refined appearance and a calm, steady aura. Over these three years, Yi Tian’s cultivation had broken through to the peak of the fifth tier—not a particularly fast pace. Yi Feng, Yi Shan, and the others had also advanced to the peak of the fourth tier, becoming mid-level warriors.

Their speed of cultivation ranked among the best in the tribe.

Besides them, several descendants of the tribe’s high-ranking members, such as Yi Kuang and Yi Hong, had also reached the mid tiers, with some becoming fifth-tier warriors. Although their techniques weren’t quite as advanced as Yi Tian’s group, the resources at their disposal far surpassed what Yi Tian and his companions could access, so their levels of cultivation weren’t too different.

However, once they reached eighteen, each further tier would require two or three years, or even five or six years of effort.

Though Yi Tian’s cultivation had not advanced much over these three years, his overall strength had grown immeasurably, making his combat prowess truly formidable.

A year ago, Yi Tian ventured into the mountains and hunted a fierce beast.

After years of studying the Wave Stacking technique, he finally mastered the twelve-layered secret, enabling his arrows to reach twelve times the speed of sound. Within a hundred yards, even high-level warriors could barely evade his shots.

Of course, with his current fifth-tier true energy, he could only barely manage to execute the eleventh and twelfth waves, unable to fully unleash their power.

On this day, Yi Tian, Yi Feng, Yi Shan, and Yi Li came to a secluded valley on the outskirts of the Crouching Dragon Mountains.

Yi Shan was busy skinning and preparing a Starfire Fox. The bonfire blazed, and soon he was roasting large chunks of the meat over the flames.

Yi Shan sprinkled various seasonings, the aroma of sizzling meat filling the air, fat dripping onto the coals and sending up clouds of white smoke.

Deep in the valley was a pool. Yi Tian was soaking there, relaxing his body.

Yi Feng and Yi Li were darting among the fruit trees in the valley, gathering kiwi, dragon fruit, and four-season plums. Soon they returned with a large bundle.

Seeing them come back, Yi Tian climbed ashore, dressed, and returned to the campfire.

“Brother Tian, you really know how to enjoy yourself. We’ve been busy all day, and you’ve just been lounging in the pool—that’s the difference betwee