As the saying went, cultivation knew no years. Time passed quickly, and before long, several more days had gone by.
That day, after everyone had enjoyed a satisfying dinner, Xu San and Xu Si came by together once again. Nearly everyone from the newly founded cultivation sect in the Inhuman world, the Green Origin Sword Sect—including its disciples, outer sect disciples, servants, and support staff—had gathered in the living room. They were chatting about their cultivation experiences and receiving pointers from Feng Baobao, the sect's transmission elder, on correcting certain routes for circulating qi. That was when Lu Linglong couldn't hold back again.
"Annie!"
"No, Ancestor—"
She hurried over to Annie's sofa, sat down beside her, and began shaking her arm vigorously, acting cute and coquettish as she tried to curry favor.
"Is there really no other way?"
"Some way to speed up cultivation!"
"There must be, right?"
Yes, Lu Linglong wanted a shortcut. She wanted the troublesome little girl ancestor in front of her to come up with one or two more good ways to accelerate their cultivation—something other than going off to remote wildernesses or those so-called blessed grotto-heavens to practice.
"Or..."
"Couldn't you give us some pointers, so we can cultivate just a little faster?"
After thinking it over, she lowered her expectations and asked Annie to guide them personally instead, wondering if Feng Baobao, that incompetent fool of a transmission elder, had deliberately misled them.
Otherwise, why was Feng Baobao the only one making rapid progress? She'd already reached the third layer, while Linglong, Sister Hua, and everyone else hadn't even reached the first layer of qi training, the entry level.
"Here we go again!"
"How could there possibly be a way like that?"
"Exactly!"
"Linglong, can't you just give it a rest?"
"Exactly!"
"You just