"How far is it until [Immortal Realm]..."
Faced with a question that was difficult to measure accurately with any unit,
Ling Wuyuan looked at Yan Xiujin, who had already wrapped herself around his arm, then at her foolishly adorable, crystal-clear eyes.
Although he felt there truly was no precise timetable or progress bar for such matters, that one could usually only go by feeling and timing, after stroking his chin and silently pondering with a grave expression for a moment, Ling Wuyuan still gave Yan Xiujin an answer.
"About a year and a half. No more than two years."
"I feel that after that much time, it should be about right."
At this moment,
although he had only recently advanced into the [Eternal Life Realm],
thanks to the all-around acceleration abilities of [Abyssal Divine Speed] and his extremely abundant knowledge, his understanding of the [Eternal Life Realm] was genuinely soaring at every moment, and it was only getting faster and faster.
The gains he made almost every minute were equivalent to ordinary cultivators of the same realm painstakingly cultivating for tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, of years.
After all,
thought acceleration really was that useful.
There was no special mechanism involved. It was simply that the numbers were high enough.
As long as the acceleration multiplier was high enough, merely stacking up time could make someone take off on the spot.
Besides,
not only was Ling Wuyuan's potential high enough, but he also possessed an abundance of all kinds of resources. It would be perfectly accurate to say that he had every prerequisite for rapid advancement.
With that being the case,
he naturally began to ascend from the ground like he was riding a rocket.
Even so-called tempering gradually became optional.
When all was said and done,
tempering