History Is About to Repeat Itself

The Spirit Stream Realm was the first realm of cultivation, and also the stage for laying one's foundation, so it was unwise to rush it.

That was also why wondrous things like Spirit Signs did not appear on the Spirit Stream Battlefield.

But after reaching the Cloud River Realm, what cultivators needed to do was increase their strength as quickly as possible, and Spirit Signs had arisen in response to that need.

From the Cloud River Realm onward, a cultivator's life would inevitably involve dealing with Spirit Signs.

Seeing that Lu Ye and Yiyi had already immersed themselves in cultivation, Hua Ci walked to the other side of the room and sat down cross-legged as well.

Back when she and Lu Ye first met, her cultivation had been somewhat higher than Lu Ye's, but now the situation had completely reversed.

At present, she was at Cloud River Tier One, while Lu Ye was already at Cloud River Sixth Tier, and with eighteen Golden Spirit Signs in hand, his cultivation would still undergo a substantial increase.

I need to raise my cultivation too, Hua Ci thought.

Otherwise, the gap between them would only grow wider and wider. One day, perhaps she would no longer even be able to see Lu Ye's back clearly.

However, when it came to raising her cultivation, she still had absolute confidence.

For ordinary cultivators to increase their cultivation, even with the help of Spirit Signs, they still had to proceed step by step.

She, however, had a different method of cultivation.

With a lift of her hand, a Myriad Poison Pill appeared in her palm. She stuffed it into her mouth and swallowed it, silently refining it, feeling the surging power explode within her body and strengthen her foundation.

The Myriad Poison Pills were originally the