Such cultivation speed was not something just anyone could achieve.
An indispensable reason was that Wu Yong did not need to expend as much effort as others to absorb spiritual energy.
He only needed to cultivate; the wind would prepare everything for him.
The energy of heaven and earth, spiritual energy... or whatever else there might be, the wind would bring it all to him.
With all that back and forth, how could he possibly be saving only "a little"?
Wu Yong sensed the energy fluctuations in the valley and suddenly discovered that the thatched cottage was devouring a massive amount of heaven and earth energy—a clear sign that someone was about to advance.
Seeing this, Wu Yong took the initiative to control the wind and gather even more heaven and earth energy.
Minute by minute, time passed. Xiao Yi Xian's advancement to Dou Zong caused quite a disturbance, so Wu Yong quickly waved his hand and created two Wind Layers, wrapping them around the three-story building where Medusa and Zi Yan were staying and cutting off all sound and movement.
Half an hour later, a vast aura rose from the thatched cottage before slowly receding.
Another hour later, a graceful figure emerged from the thatched cottage.
Wu Yong froze for a moment when he saw Little Fairy appear before him.
"A Yong, do you not like how I look now?" Xiao Yi Xian touched her long white hair, her soft pink lips pouting helplessly.
She had not wanted this either. Her black hair had turned white the instant she broke through to Dou Zong...
"No. I like Little Fairy no matter what she looks like. I was just surprised."
Wu Yong swept Xiao Yi Xian up around the waist and carried her toward their three-story building.
Compared to pale,