Jade fled and gold flew; the sun and moon streamed by.
Jiang Yi remained seated, not having moved an inch, in the main hall of the Everlight Celestial Pool, single-mindedly engaged in ascetic cultivation.
When hungry, he consumed ginseng and ganoderma; when thirsty, he drank jade nectar. He was the very picture of a true Immortal.
With the Five-Flavor Great Medicine continuously nourishing his body, his Merit advanced by leaps and bounds, the momentum almost impossible to restrain.
'For ordinary Cultivators, breakthroughs are like drops of water forming a river, or grains of sand building a mountain. Every sliver of progress is hard-won. But for me, it's the exact opposite. With just a little effort, my Cultivation level steadily climbs.'
Jiang Yi opened his eyes. The halo suspended behind his head abruptly shimmered like a crumpled sheet of water, sending out concentric ripples.
