Although the speed at which he broke through his limits by using the Heavenly Book of Fate Defiance to convert side effects was extremely slow, under Song Ankang's day-and-night grueling cultivation, his overall attributes soon rose by around twenty percent from their original foundation.
It might not have sounded like much, but this increase of roughly twenty percent was enough to let Song Ankang dominate the realm of First-rate Warriors. Looking across the entire Xuanhuang Continent, there was likely no Ninth-Rank cultivator who could rival him.
Even counting Demonic Creatures and Ghosts and the countless other races, there were very few who could match Song Ankang within the Ninth Rank.
Among the Human Race, Song Ankang could now suppress dozens of First-rate Warriors of the same rank by himself. One could imagine just how formidable his overall attributes were, and how solid his foundation had become.
Moreover, his spiritual will was improving at no slow pace. The extent of its improvement was gratifying, but so was the expenditure.
In barely half a month, the profits Song Ankang had earned from the processing workshop had nearly all been spent. If he wanted to continue improving rapidly, he would have to find a way to make money.
Fortunately, the workshop had accumulated medicinal herbs for over half a month. If they were sold to Huachun Hall, they would surely bring in a sizable profit, enough for Song Ankang to purchase what he needed for cultivation.
Thus, after only a brief consideration, Song Ankang decided that tomorrow, he would personally lead a team to Huachun Hall in Tongxin Town.
Early the next morning, Song Ankang brought Qiushi and Jiang Yunhe with him, followed by several horse-drawn carts, and slowly made their way toward Huachun Hall in Tongxin Town, a few li away.
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