Continued Battle

Upon hearing that Ling Tian had grown anxious after being stuck at a bottleneck for two years, Hu Yao and Niu Meng—who had each taken decades to break through—were indignant. They silently lamented that comparing people could drive one mad. But then Hu Yao thought of the burden Ling Tian carried and understood why he was so desperate to improve his cultivation. Seeing how he trained by pushing himself to the point of self-torture at every opportunity, she felt a pang of heartache.

Ling Tian was hardly the only one desperate to improve his cultivation. Xuan Ci felt the same way. He had been stuck at the Great Perfection Spirit Division Stage for a long time, and with his race in such dire straits, he was impatient to break through to the Body Integration Realm. If he succeeded, his strength would rise dramatically, and with his assassination techniques, even experts at the Great Perfection Integrated Body level would likely hesitate to provoke his people.

But when he thought of how he had reached the Great Perfection Spirit Division Stage only through the legacy left behind by the Bee Ancestor, a deep sadness welled up in him. He had reached that stage in less than five hundred years—far faster than even the Bee Ancestor had. In the eyes of outsiders, he was a genius among geniuses. Only he knew this was a blessing the Bee Ancestor had left him.

If Grandpa Bee Ancestor hadn't left me his remaining source aura, I'd probably have reached no higher than the Divine Transformation Stage. Xuan Ci thought helplessly. *Grandpa Bee Ancestor had so little source aura left, and reaching the Great Perfection Spirit Division Stage is already a miracle. Now that I've absorbed all of it, the drawbacks of advancing so quickly have begun