Daylight shone brilliantly, dazzling and radiant.
Inside the Quiet Chamber, Jiang Yang sat upright on a meditation cushion with his eyes closed, his expression solemn as he circulated his energy and regulated his breathing.
After the last battle, Jiang Yang had taken some time to recover and agreed with Chu Qingjian to rest for a while, with no more magical duels during that period.
Jiang Yang took the opportunity to swallow a Pill and enter secluded cultivation to hone his cultivation.
This Pill came from the three bottles he had unearthed in the Blessed Land last time. He had asked True Person Qing Si to examine them then, and she had identified them as magical Pills for Essence Refinement.
Although they had lost a little of their potency, they were still suitable for Foundation Establishment cultivators, and their medicinal properties were exceedingly mild. Each bottle held twelve pills, so the three bottles together would last Jiang Yang quite a while.
Jiang Yang opened his eyes, and the empty chamber seemed to fill with light. After briefly assessing his condition, he mused:
They were refined by an ancient Dao Lineage, after all. If they've lasted until now, they must have their merits. Even with some potency lost, they're still worth a fair amount...
This Pill was good. Jiang Yang estimated that if he spent a few months taking all three bottles in succession, he should soon reach minor attainment in the Foundation Establishment Early Stage.
That was already far from slow. With his current Earth Grade root bone and spirit aperture aptitude, if he relied on absorbing spirit vigor himself and slowly grinding away, reaching the same point would probably take at least three years.
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Yang prepared to rise, but before he could move, he faintly