Actually.
To Foundation Establishment cultivators, Han Yi's behavior was a waste of resources. Those were Medium-grade Spirit Stones, enough to support a Foundation Establishment cultivator's daily cultivation.
Yet Han Yi was directly using Medium-grade Spirit Stones to cultivate while only at Qi Refining Layer 6.
What extravagance. What waste.
If Foundation Establishment cultivators learned of it, they would absolutely feel the urge to kill him and seize his Spirit Stones.
But then again, Spirit Stones were what Han Yi had the most of right now.
Having discovered that his cultivation speed had surged, Han Yi was in high spirits. He did not continue cultivating, but instead left his residence and headed for the Inner Peak.
He kept close watch on the war between the two sects.
After all, he had not forgotten that he still carried a compulsory mission, and no one had said it was over yet.
Although his trip to Heavenfall City had petered out, ending with a chaotic night before he returned to the sect, he feared that the sect might pull some more nonsense and send him out again. That would be troublesome.
Going out always carried risks, especially when fighting the Blood God Sect. If he encountered someone at Qi Refining Layer 9, he would have to consider running. If he encountered a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he might not even be able to escape.
Lying low within the sect was the safest course.
But when he stepped out of his courtyard and headed down Little Spirit Void Peak, he sensed that something was off.
The fellow disciples passing him wore complicated expressions. Some were sorrowful and indignant, some dejected, and some ground their teeth in hatred.
Something must have happened. Han Yi's heart stirred, and he stopped a junior brother he had met a few