Luo Feifei, immersed in cultivation and skill learning, had lost track of time.
During her secluded cultivation, she relied entirely on pills to satiate her hunger.
Truly experiencing, the agelessness of cultivation.
Forgetting the urban strife, forgetting the unpleasant people and things.
Devoting herself wholly to cultivation, wholly to learning skills.
Perhaps her state of mind had improved, and in cultivation, without worries, both her cultivation speed and skill learning speed increased.
A novice in cultivation, she grew through her own exploration.
There were instances of alchemy causing explosions, or artifact refining turning items to waste.
Each success brought her joy.
The secret manuals were in traditional characters, and in an ancient script at that; somehow, by placing them on her forehead, they transformed into simplified characters.
