Time flowed like water, and seven hundred years passed quietly.
To mortals, seven hundred years meant the succession of dozens of generations.
For most cultivators, it was also a sufficiently long span of time.
But for Xu Changqing—
Seven hundred years merely meant that the Undying Parasol Tree in the Divine Kingdom had grown three more branches.
Seven hundred years merely meant that the Five-Colored Soil, nourished by starlight, had expanded to three times its original area.
Seven hundred years merely meant that the cyan-white thunderball in the Chaos Divine Lord's chest had gained another ring of radiance.
And his cultivation had advanced from Early Void Refinement to Mid Void Refinement.
The Divine Kingdom had expanded to nearly four times the size it had been when he first broke through.
Reinforced by the Spatial Earth-Origin Fruit Tree, the world barrier could now withstand the impact of void turbulence. The law-rainbows of the Three-Spirit Sacred Tree had increased from three to nine, piercing every corner of the Divine Kingdom's heavens.
One thousand years old.
This year, Xu Changqing had lived exactly one thousand years.
Out of a total lifespan of ten million years, one thousand years was merely one ten-thousandth.
But to those around him, those thousand years occupied most of their lives.
Perhaps even all of them.
Ruo Qunshuang had been stuck at Nascent Soul Perfection for a very long time.
In fact, when she had first become stuck at a minor realm, Xu Changqing had given her a Supreme-Grade Realm-Breaking Pill.
Yet all it had brought her was the breaking of two minor bottlenecks.
There was nothing to be done. Her aptitude was what it was.
To attain her current realm and cultivation, she had already consumed no one knew how many heavenly treasures and divine pills.
As for