"It's my turn now. I wonder if these law fragments can push my cultivation to the late Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal stage."
Staring at the mountain of law fragments before him, Ye Lin muttered to himself. Then, with a wave of his hand, the law fragments vanished.
Each law fragment contained only the faintest trace of law power, while Ye Lin needed to consume at least ten thousand at a time to refine and comprehend them.
Cultivation was always dull and tedious, yet everyone took pleasure in it.
When people said cultivation was tedious, they meant those penniless bastards with nothing to their name, holed up in their caves all day, slowly grinding away at their cultivation through the passage of time—a drop wearing through stone.
That was the portrait of most cultivators in the Star River Cosmos. They had no resources, no opportunities; all their cultivation was painstakingly polished through secluded cultivation.
Thus, a single period of seclusion for them lasted millions of years, and even after emerging, they might not have broken through even one minor realm.
But what about the other prodigies? Their talent was peerless and their resources inexhaustible. In merely a hundred years, they could break through a minor realm, or even shatter several realms in succession. That was the most fundamental gap.
What they hated about cultivation was that kind of deathly closed-door training where they had nothing at all but endless monotony.
But the people here were different. They had whatever they needed; all they lacked was time. Naturally, they enjoyed losing themselves in cultivation.
As seas turned to mulberry fields, a hundred years passed. Bao Xiaotou suddenly opened his eyes, excitement flashing through them. Without alerting the others, he left the star and entered the Star River Cosmos alone.
He had personally