The pain had been hard to bear, but it had an end. By now, Zuo Xiaoduo had completed his first compression.
His face deathly pale, Zuo Xiaoduo rested for quite some time before falling into a deep sleep inside the Annihilation Sky Pagoda. He slept for over three hours straight. Upon waking, he thought he had nothing else to do, so he took out the Star Soul Jade and the Dragon Blood Flying Knife again and began cultivating, intent on keeping himself in peak condition at all times.
Another six hours passed as he cultivated.
He had to admit that, as his cultivation rose, the speed at which he absorbed Spiritual Power grew increasingly terrifying.
After this compression, the upper limit of the Origin Qi his Dantian could hold had reached yet another height. Over six consecutive hours of cultivation, the tremendous heat constantly radiating from the Blazing Sun Heart, the large quantities of upper-grade Star Soul Jade he consumed, and the energy stored within the Dragon Blood Flying Knife all worked in concert, transforming into cloudy vapor within his Dantian.
"The Dragon Blood Flying Knife's capacity seems pretty average." Zuo Xiaoduo looked at the Dragon Blood Flying Knife.
Now he understood why Uncle Nan had given him this thing back then-the Dragon Blood Flying Knife's storage capacity certainly made it an incomparable treasure for cultivators with low cultivation!
But at Uncle Nan's level, the so-called benefits of the Dragon Blood Flying Knife were nothing more than a single hair on nine oxen, utterly useless!
Even for him now, it was only barely enough!
That last round had already consumed two-thirds of the Dragon Blood Flying Knife's reserves, which had originally been completely full!
Going by that ratio, even if the Dragon Blood Flying Knife ate its fill until it