The sunlight slanted through the intricately carved window lattice, casting a golden hue on the green brick floor.
A half-cup of cold tea sat on the sandalwood desk, with two unfolded tea leaves at the bottom of the celadon glaze cup.
Qin An took a brief moment to rest, then lifted the teacup for a sip and picked up a second book.
Since he had already gained momentum today, he might as well see this breakthrough through to the end.
Two demon essences and one pseudo-essence glowed faintly, while half of a Tiger Evil Bead added a touch of blood-red hue.
This accumulation was enough for him to push all the cultivation techniques to a new realm.
"Although I could choose to improve my proficiency first to reduce the consumption of qi and blood, time waits for no one," Qin An thought as he flipped through the cultivation technique in his hand.
