"Phew..."
The mist broke apart, revealing Jiang Yang's profile as he let out a long breath.
"Good thing those sonic vibrations could seriously delay the Spirit Puppet's recovery."
But an ordinary Qi Refining cultivator could never have held out for long. Discovering that weakness would probably have been difficult.
Whatever the case, after a bitter struggle, he had finally dealt with it.
Had he failed, his only option would have been to flee. His Qi Sea was so empty that mice could have run around inside it. Fortunately, he was already used to this state.
"Senior Bai, I did learn something this time."
Jiang Yang tucked the Spirit Oak hairpin back into his hair, then sat cross-legged on the ground.
Hearing this, Bai Tang asked curiously:
"Oh? What did you learn?"
Jiang Yang gave a couple of helpless chuckles.
"That even the lowest-grade Foundation Establishment cultivator is still beyond anyone at Qi Refining."
Strictly speaking, this Spirit Puppet could not even count as a complete Foundation Establishment being. It had neither intelligence nor an immortal foundation; at most, it counted as half of one.
Yet even so, Jiang Yang had struggled badly against it, narrowly escaping danger several times.
"It's good that you understand. When a cultivator advances, their magic power condenses into true essence, undergoing an immeasurable transformation in quality. That gap isn't something you can casually erase."
Bai Tang instructed him earnestly.
Jiang Yang nodded sincerely, closed his eyes, and began regulating his breathing.
He had actually obtained several bottles of pills earlier, but whether by the True Person's deliberate arrangement or not, they were all meant to increase and refine magic power. Not a single bottle restored it.
Jiang Yang could only circulate his cultivation method and recover as much as possible. After the time it took