The attendant from the Black Tiger Race led Lin Xuan to a room and stopped. Turning, he beamed at Lin Xuan and said, "This is the Cultivation Room you requested. It's a Cultivation Site with increased gravity, and I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"
"Increased gravity? By how much exactly?" Lin Xuan asked.
'I definitely have to be clear about this. What if I go in and find the gravity is two or three million jin? I'd be crushed to death! More importantly, it would be a waste of Ice and Snow Points, and to me, that's like money! Actually, it's even more important than money; it's not easy to earn them here.'
"It's roughly one million two hundred thousand jin. I guarantee you'll be satisfied!" the Black Tiger Race attendant said with a smile.
"One million two hundred thousand jin..." Lin Xuan nodded, quite satisfied with this level of gravity. It was beyond his limit, but that was necessary for good Cultivation. 'How can you break through without any pressure?'
