Time flowed on.
Over these days, Zhao Zhao cultivated day and night. With the help of the visualization diagram, his physical fitness improved at an astonishing rate.
High atop a mountain, a figure sat cross-legged. A man clad in tattered brocade robes seemed to have some unknown vapor rising from his head.
His entire being had entered an unfathomably profound mental state.
Qi refinement!
That was right. With the aid of Gu Yuan's visualization diagram, Zhao Zhao had successfully entered a breakthrough state.
The thin spiritual qi formed a small vortex and flowed into Zhao Zhao's body.
It gathered together, eventually coursing through the meridians all across his body.
Early Qi Refining Stage!
The instant he broke through, Zhao Zhao opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath into the distance.
Meanwhile, Xiang Lin, seated within the Sea of Consciousness, wore a somewhat strange expression.
Too fast.
Yes, far too fast.
Ordinary people needed a long time to break through into the Qi Refining realm, let alone in a world where spiritual qi was this thin.
"Looks like the world he grabbed wasn't low-level."
Xiang Lin muttered to himself, deep in thought.
He had a treasure on him, so it was perfectly normal for him to occasionally end up in powerful worlds.
Even during his lifetime, he had once reached the core territory of the strongest sect in an entire universe.
All he could say was that his luck was good.
And his treasure was good.
Had it been anyone else, they would have died who knew how many times already.
"Ah, forget it. The sooner he grows up, the sooner I can..."
Watching Zhao Zhao's delighted expression outside, Xiang Lin showed no further change in emotion.
At the same time, he became a little more curious about that painting.