After returning to his courtyard, Lin Mo went without sleep all night, spending it cultivating as usual.
Ever since he began practicing five-system cultivation, the spiritual energy in his dantian had grown much denser, and its total quantity had increased as well.
Correspondingly, cultivation took longer than before, and his progress had noticeably slowed.
Yet Lin Mo was not dissatisfied in the slightest.
Though his progress was slow, he had no doubt that his current strength was at least on par with an ordinary cultivator at the sixth layer of Qi Refining. His physique, in particular, was more than a notch tougher than theirs.
Of course, he was not the least bit arrogant either. He had never placed himself on the same level as those at the seventh layer of Qi Refining.
That was because the seventh layer of Qi Refining was a crucial dividing line within the Qi Refining realm. Once a cultivator reached that stage, the spiritual energy in their dantian would gradually turn to mist and begin transitioning into liquid.
The quality and power of this spirit mist were far beyond anything spiritual energy could match.
It was precisely for this reason that almost every cultivator at the seventh layer of Qi Refining could fly on a sword, while those at the peak of the sixth layer could only gaze at that vast ocean and sigh.
Now I have seeds for Dragon Saliva Grass and Purple-Patterned Rice Plants. Once I enter the Inner Sect and settle down, I can try growing them...
Whenever he thought of entering the Inner Sect, Lin Mo could not help feeling a mixture of joy and worry.
What delighted him was that inner sect disciples received far better treatment than outer sect disciples.
What worried him was that the inner sect disciples'