It was worth mentioning that the uniforms the Primordial Yang Sect issued to its inner and outer disciples were merely ordinary clothing rather than enchanted robes, though the fabric was of fine quality.
Back in Cold Moon City, Liu Yu had instructed Chai Wenzheng to arrange for a tailor to make several dozen sets, all of which he kept in his Storage Bag.
Entering the Cultivation Room, Liu Yu sat cross-legged on a cushion, took a jade bottle from his Storage Bag, removed the stopper, and poured out a Jade Spirit Pill.
He slipped the pill into his mouth and closed his eyes, circulating his spiritual power through a greater celestial circuit along the pathways of the Wood Spirit Art. As he refined the pill's medicinal potency, he began his daily cultivation.
Two hours later, Liu Yu exhaled a breath of stale air, concluded his practice, and opened his eyes.
A faint smile appeared on his face as he sensed the slight improvement in his cultivation. He was now not far from qi refining perfection. At his current pace, he would reach it in about a year.
Ever since obtaining the Immortal Mansion and beginning to refine pills for cultivation, Liu Yu had paid close attention to keeping his foundation solid and his spiritual power pure, rather than blindly pursuing rapid advances.
Although accumulating more spiritual power refined from pills without tempering it would raise his cultivation faster, it would undoubtedly leave his foundation unstable and hinder his future cultivation.
Liu Yu's goal went far beyond foundation establishment. Naturally, he would not pull up seedlings to help them grow; otherwise, he would probably have reached qi refining perfection long ago.
The purer his spiritual power, the easier it would be to transform it from a gaseous state into a liquid