Ye Han tried taking the Foundation Establishment Pill Spirit Liquid again to let the Little Sapling in the Purple Cauldron absorb it, only to find that it could no longer do so.
This time, however, he expelled it from his body, because he had discovered that the stuff was only somewhat useful when attempting a breakthrough.
For cultivation and improving his cultivation level, it was not even as good as a Medium-Grade Qi Refining Pill.
Ye Han found this very strange. Everything had been fine before, so why had it suddenly stopped absorbing it?
He had been counting on his Foundation Establishment Pill Spirit Liquid to make the Little Sapling grow to maturity, blossom, and bear fruit. If it produced some fruit that could help him advance to the Foundation Establishment Realm, that would be ideal.
Yet after all the trouble he had gone through to concoct the Foundation Establishment Pill Spirit Liquid, the Little Sapling had actually stopped growing?
Wasn't this just toying with me?
Still, Ye Han did not keep trying.
He was not particularly anxious, either. In his spare time, he went to the Scripture Pavilion every day to read, mostly choosing books that were free to browse.
The experiences and travel accounts of all sorts of cultivators, their cultivation insights, and the things they had seen and heard always left Ye Han utterly enthralled, immersing him in their pages.
Through these travel accounts, cultivation insights, and records of things seen and heard, he accumulated a good deal of useful knowledge.
Meanwhile, he also began practicing the Soul-Chasing Sword Technique from Gu Changdao's Ancient Sword Art.
Ye Han truly enjoyed spending his leisure time reading, cultivating, and studying the way of alchemy, the way of talisman refining, and the way of formation. His days were extraordinarily fulfilling.