After drinking a cup of spirit tea and completing his daily cultivation, Liu Yu went into the bedroom to rest.
He had gone an entire month without sleep or rest, fighting various battles along the way. Even with his abundant energy, he felt considerable fatigue and needed sleep to replenish himself.
The darkness gradually receded, and the rising sun peeked over the eastern horizon. He slept for six or seven hours.
The next day, Liu Yu slowly awoke, all his fatigue now gone.
Judging by the light falling through the skylight, today was a bright, sunny day.
"A clear, gentle morning like this is perfect for sleeping in."
Liu Yu smiled, cut off that idle thought, and forced himself out of bed to head to the Alchemy Room.
Pleasant though the day was, this was not the time to enjoy it.
The war in the Yan Kingdom was essentially over, but that did not mean the struggles had ended. Competition between cultivators would never cease for even a moment.
The path of cultivation was like rowing against the current: fail to advance, and you would fall back.
Arriving in the Cultivation Room, he took out the Mystic Yellow Cauldron and stalk after stalk of spirit herbs, then ignited his true fire to preheat the cauldron and prepare for pill refinement.
After his cultivation advanced to the foundation establishment late stage, the Scarlet Origin Pills he had been taking became far less effective.
After all, Scarlet Origin Pills were only tier-two middle-grade pills. Although they worked well for cultivators practicing fire-attribute cultivation methods, that benefit was limited to those at the foundation establishment middle stage.
Cultivators at the foundation establishment early stage could not fully refine them and would waste their medicinal potency, while their potency was too weak for