Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
For three days, Zhao Xuanqi trained day and night, never stopping his cultivation for even a moment.
This was possible because the nutrients contained within the Liquor Brew were so pure, with so few impurities, that he barely needed to excrete any waste.
Three days of high-intensity training had consumed an astonishing amount of Liquor Brew. The reserves in Jiang Wu's cellar were almost completely depleted, and by the last half of the third day, Zhao Xuanqi had begun to consume the dregs from the brewing process.
As for Jiang Wu, his tall figure had been sitting cross-legged nearby for the entire three days, never leaving. He had gone from the initial heartache of seeing his Liquor Brew consumed in vast quantities, to a later numbness, and finally, to a sense of acceptance.
