"Still not enough?" Xiao Yan calculated the time in his heart. The Pill Convention was only three days away. During this time, he had calmed himself and devoted himself to studying the Shadow Piercing Needle, but he was still one step short in the end.
Although he still had some energy to spare, he needed to be in his best condition for the Pill Convention. He could not keep stubbornly grinding away at this soul skill now. He could only continue cultivating the Shadow Piercing Needle in the future.
However, as the energy in his forehead stirred, Xiao Yan smiled faintly. Painstaking cultivation would never be in vain. His soul strength had already reached the peak of the early Spiritual State Soul, and he only needed an opportunity to break through to the middle stage. Moreover, through his constant attempts to control his soul strength silently and without a trace, his control over his soul had improved again.
Raising one's soul realm could be described as an arduous journey. The crossing of even a minor realm might take many people an entire lifetime.
Wei Jiangyuan and he had reached the Spiritual State Soul and become eighth-tier alchemists in just over a decade. Yet the path to the ninth tier was still fraught with obstacles. Every step beyond the eighth tier required talent, opportunity, and painstaking cultivation. If any one of the three was lacking, reaching the ninth tier would be difficult.
Just as Xiao Yan was about to stand, he felt a cold current stealthily sweep toward him. Even with Heavenly Flames protecting his body, he subconsciously shivered.
"Has Qing Lin emerged from seclusion?" Xiao Yan vanished in an instant and immediately found Xiao Yi Xian outside.
The Red Lotus Core Flame appeared instantly, offsetting every trace of the cold