Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver novel Chapter 2869

Every cultivator capable of creating a dwelling was incredibly powerful. The snowy mountain where Wilbur and Heaton resided was a dwelling Heaton had crafted using his own power.

Wilbur initially thought this area was entirely covered in snow and ice. However, looking out from the mountain, he could see a lush green meadow at its base, a landscape completely different from the snowy peak, as if it belonged to a different season altogether.

If it were not for Heaton's reminder, Wilbur might not have believed his eyes. Cultivators who could create their own dwellings typically lived outside the main cities. According to the rules of the upper dimensions, any cultivator who intruded into another's dwelling would receive no protection. Therefore, if an intruder were slain by the resident cultivator, the authorities would not impose any punishment.

Because of this, even though Wilbur's cultivation level was only thirty thousand years, far below the one hundred thousand years typically required to survive in the upper dimensions, he remained safe as long as he did not leave the boundaries of the snowy mountain.

Heaton repeatedly reminded Wilbur of this, and Wilbur later learned that earning gold coins was effortless for Heaton. The real reason Heaton signed a soul bond with Wilbur was simply out of boredom. In the upper dimensions, cultivators often possessed hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation.

In such vast spans of time, continuous cultivation without any diversion would be unbearably tedious.

Over the five years they spent together, Heaton took good care of Wilbur, teaching him many survival skills in the upper dimensions. However, Wilbur remained cautious of Heaton. His past experiences had taught him to be vigilant, knowing that only by staying alert could he ensure his survival.

Midway through the fifth year, Heaton announced his intention to visit Scadir Town, where he planned to stay for two hundred years to meet an old friend, extending his stay in the town by an additional hundred years.

Heaton said, "I'll be away for two hundred years, so I hope you'll cultivate diligently and not disappoint me."

"I understand, Mister Heaton," Wilbur nodded firmly, though he had already formed a plan in his mind. After all, two hundred years in the mirror dimension would be equivalent to a full two hundred thousand years of cultivation!