Time slowly slipped by.
The days passed like this, one after another, without fighting or scheming, dull and uneventful, returning to normal.
Su Changsheng obediently remained hidden in the Loose Yao Quarter, quietly continuing his cultivation, working hard and persevering.
Without the many outside influences, without the impetus of the Bond Coupling Phenomenon, and without high-level Yao flesh to supplement him, his cultivation speed dropped completely.
His daily breathing cultivation yielded only a few points of Five Qi experience.
Still, although refining the Five Qi was slow, it was steady and continuous, without the slightest disturbance. All he needed to do was work hard. This also helped him rediscover the diligent cultivation state he had maintained back at the second and third levels.
Any progress filled him with joy, and he savored his peaceful life as though it were honey.
In truth, he had never been someone with unfathomable thoughts or a gift for scheming. Compared with a life of fighting to the death and endless battles, he preferred simple cultivation.
Just like now, he could stroll through the Yao Market every day. Perhaps most trips yielded nothing, but the occasional find was a pleasant surprise.
When he had nothing to do, he could invite three or five like-minded Yao friends over, disregard their identities and levels, and chat about everything under heaven. Was that not wonderful?
Or he could entrust his feelings to the mountains and waters, seeking the Way of Longevity. After all, the Wilds teemed with danger at every turn. Only befriending the mountains and waters was never tiring, and heart-to-heart talks with plants were the truest.
Know more plants and fewer people, and always keep a tranquil heart amid the world. Even with coarse tea and simple meals, there was a measure of innocent simplicity.
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