Chapter 88

"Muscle memory" was something Chunchou had told him about, but Wen Xu soon discovered that cultivation was the process of carving everything into muscle memory. Sometimes, thinking too much only achieved the opposite of what one wanted. So over these past six months, he had at least needed to stop wasting so much spiritual power whenever he used it.

The process was, of course, exceedingly tedious, but Wen Xu was someone who could sit still. Once he settled down to cultivate, he set aside every other trivial matter. Even the hatred in his heart, he temporarily veiled away.

As the saying went, there were no years in the mountains. Half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

Wen Xu completed his final circulation, a glimmer of spiritual light flashing through his eyes. By the time he exhaled his last breath of turbid air, he had stabilized his cultivation at the Peak Eighth-Layer Qi Refining. It was not that he did not want to break through to the Qi Refining Ninth Layer in one go, but Wen Xu felt that he still needed something more, so... there was no need to rush.

He lowered his head to look at the simple clepsydra he had made. Half a year had already passed. If he did not go out soon, he feared he would miss the Sect Grand Competition.

Wen Xu cast a cleansing art on himself before taking a ribbon from his storage ring and tying it over his eyes. After going without it for half a year, he was a little unaccustomed to wearing it.

When he stepped out of his secluded cultivation room, outside... well, the place was plastered with Chunchou's Communication Talismans. There was the occasional one from Chen Zui, all concerning improvements in cultivation. As for