Time flowed like water, gone never to return!
In the blink of an eye!
More than ten years had passed.
Over those ten-odd years, Cheng Buzheng's cultivation had advanced greatly.
But the cost had been staggering as well.
During those years, not only had he consumed the entire bottle of White Yang Pills—Spirit Pills whose every pill was worth four years of arduous cultivation—but he had also used up quite a few mid-grade third-tier Godly Extreme Pills.
As for the Golden Yang Pills, the weakest in effect, with each pill worth two years of arduous cultivation, he had not touched the remaining three.
Although he had consumed a great many Spirit Pills, his cultivation had increased by nearly ninety years' worth of arduous cultivation!
He was now only a little over one hundred and eighty years of arduous cultivation away from the six hundred years required for the peak of the mid-stage Golden Core Realm.
And by now, there were not many Spirit Pills left that could advance his cultivation!
He still had twenty-nine mid-grade third-tier Godly Extreme Pills and three Golden Yang Pills.
If he consumed all those Spirit Pills, he could gain at least another ninety years of arduous cultivation. At a rate of two Spirit Pills per year, that would take another sixteen years.
By then, he would need less than a hundred years of arduous cultivation to reach his predetermined goal...
The peak of the mid-stage Golden Core Realm.
Of course.
That was under the assumption that he consumed only two Godly Extreme Pills each year!
If his daily arduous cultivation was included, the time required would be even shorter!
But over the years, entangled by all sorts of trivial matters, Cheng Buzheng had been unable to shut out everything beyond his window and devote himself