Cultivation knew no years, and time flew by as the days passed.
Han Li, who was living as a carefree island lord on Little Ring Island in the distant Chaotic Star Sea, had perhaps truly been shaken and jolted by Xiao Cui'er and the information she had brought. For the entire year that followed, he never once set foot outside his cave abode!
Every day, aside from using his treasured Little Green Bottle to accelerate the growth of various spirit herbs and concoct pills to consolidate his Foundation Establishment cultivation and break through to Core Formation, he spent all his remaining time meditating in seclusion. He threw himself completely into arduous cultivation, forgetting himself and everything else.
Naturally, he was doing it in the hope that when he returned to the Heavenly South someday, his cultivation wouldn't be lower than that of his senior brothers and sisters—people like Liu Jing, Song Meng, Wu Xuan, Zhong Weiniang, Dong Xuan'er, Chen Qiaoqian, and Xiao Cui'er. That way, he could at least enjoy the illusion of returning home in triumph.
Of course, the main thing was that this was the path Han Li had chosen for himself. He had always been known for his prudence, so how could the path he'd chosen possibly be wrong?
And even if it was wrong, he would have to finish walking it, tears and all. He would keep going, make sure he walked it straight, and, best of all, forge it into a great road of his own!
That was right. At the moment, he was cultivating so hard for the sake of his pride and the resentment in his heart.
He was also convinced that with his greatest advantage, that mysterious Little Green Bottle, and with no shortage of pills or interference from the outside world,