For an early-stage True Immortal, even a Peerless Heavenly Chosen like Li Qingyuan, the medicinal potency of a Three-Aperture Immortal Pill (a third-grade Immortal Pill) was immensely powerful the first time he took one.
After all, third-grade Immortal Pills could normally only be taken by late-stage True Immortals.
Li Qingyuan was in no hurry to break through. They were no longer on the Ascension Immortal Path.
Back then, First Yuji had forcibly refined his pill solely to break through and raise his cultivation as quickly as possible, so it had taken him only thirty years, but his Immortal Apertures had not been perfectly honed.
On the Ascension Immortal Path, with life and death hanging in the balance, there had been no room to chew slowly and savor each bite.
When First Yuji had refined a Three-Aperture Immortal Pill back then, he had broken through with brute force. It had certainly been fast, but it had left hidden flaws in his foundation.
Now First Yuji was honing his Immortal Apertures, making them more rounded and his cultivation realm more complete.
Honing Immortal Apertures was harder than opening them.
Opening meant breaking; honing meant building. The former relied on bursts of power, the latter on gradual accumulation.
Now, Li Qingyuan had a Heavenly Immortal Early Stage cave abode and peaceful, tranquil years in which to cultivate. Naturally, he was in no hurry for results; he only needed to slowly extract the pill's essence and incorporate it into himself.
In the blink of an eye, a sixty-year cycle passed.
Sixty years, all for one aperture.
This was not slow, but steady.
The steadier the foundation, the farther he could go in the future.
Whoosh!
Li Qingyuan abruptly opened his eyes, immortal light shooting from them as his voice thundered, "Immortal Aperture, condense!"
Hum!