Although so many years had passed and Ling Tian and the others had made a qualitative leap in strength, Ling Tian's improvement had been far greater than Chi Xue's and the others'. Still, Poqiong and the others knew very well that this wasn't because the cultivation arts and secret techniques Dong Huang had given Ling Tian had boosted his strength. Rather, Ling Tian had always been better at multitasking and even cultivating in the midst of battle. On top of that, fully operating more than a hundred Small Worlds put him under greater pressure and honed him more intensely. It was only natural, then, that his strength had improved more than Chi Xue's and the others'.
At the very least, Poqiong and the others now understood fairly clearly that cultivating the arts and secret techniques Dong Huang had given him had done little to improve his strength. This left Ling Tian and the others deeply disappointed. After all, it meant they couldn't become Saints quickly by cultivating these arts and secret techniques.
"That's right. From what we can tell so far, cultivating these arts has indeed done little to improve Ling Tian's strength," Poqiong said gravely. He could hardly hide his disappointment, and Dan Bi, the other Artifact Spirits, and Ling Tian all looked disappointed as well.
"Could it be that Ling Tian hasn't cultivated these arts and secret techniques for long enough, and that it takes an extremely long time for their effects to show?" Dan Bi hadn't given up her last shred of hope. "Dong Huang's former master cultivated for tens of millions of years before becoming a Saint, after all. Ling Tian has only cultivated these arts for a hundred thousand years or so, and he hasn't even focused on them wholeheartedly—only a portion of his mind