Time flies like a white steed flashing past a crevice, and affairs of the world change like floating clouds and white dogs.
Six months passed in the blink of an eye.
Outer Sect Disciple Peak.
Song Yan, inside his Immortal Cave, had a worried look in his eyes.
"Too slow…"
He looked at the scattered pill bottles and damaged, decaying Spirit Gathering Arrays on the floor of his Immortal Cave, sighing softly.
In six months, Song Yan had already Cultivated back to the fourth layer of Qi Refining Realm.
The consumption during this period was astonishingly high.
The speed of re-Cultivating his Realm was even slower than he had imagined.
And this was the speed Song Yan achieved by squandering Cultivation resources without regard for cost.
Not only were the Huang Ya Pills almost completely used up, but to ensure Cultivation efficiency, Song Yan also took one hundred of his one hundred and sixty-odd Spirit Stones to the market to exchange for two Small Spirit Gathering Arrays.
