Three years flashed by in an instant. Yan Chihuo had already grasped the Venerable of Ten Thousand Beasts' cultivation experience, spells, divine abilities, and more from the Spirit Cultivation Stage, at least in broad strokes. What remained required slow, painstaking effort. As for the Ascension Stage, he had yet to reach it and could not fully comprehend it, so he could only set it aside for now. Even so, Yan Chihuo's strength had advanced by leaps and bounds over these three years.
The East Sea cultivation world rewarded merits for the battle over Spirit Island. Because Yan Chihuo's contributions had been immense, the Sea Heaven Sect received a great deal of resources, treasures, and cultivation techniques, leaving many sects green with envy. Yet no one had expected that the benefits the Sea Heaven Sect gained from this battle far surpassed what appeared on the surface. At the very least, in terms of cultivation techniques, divine abilities, and inheritances of alchemy, artifact refinement, and formations, other sects could only watch the dust from afar.
The reason was that Yan Chihuo had obtained the Venerable of Ten Thousand Beasts' memories. As Spirit Island's founder, the Venerable of Ten Thousand Beasts had originally possessed vast inheritances of cultivation techniques. Later, after merging with the Spirit Island Spirit, and in order to ascend, he had gone through every last scripture in the collection.
Though those scriptures were all top-secret, and even Ascension Stage cultivators could not casually browse through them all, after the Venerable of Ten Thousand Beasts merged with the Spirit Island Spirit, who could possibly stop him?
Over these three years, Yan Chihuo had also been exceedingly attentive toward Mo Han. When all was said and done, this affair had been his fault. Mo Han had always been the moon surrounded by