Another week slipped by in the blink of an eye, and Yu Xuan spent nearly all of it doing one thing — training, training, and more training.
For some reason, he found himself unusually focused on training these days. The cause was unclear, but cultivation felt easier than ever before.
His skill, [Ultra Instinct], was a major factor.
It was like having a supercomputer wired into his mind, processing countless streams of data in an instant. With it, cultivation felt almost unfair — so effortless it bordered on cheating.
Yet Yu Xuan remained cautious. He deliberately held himself back, resisting the urge to break through recklessly.
What he wanted was not a rushed ascent, but a foundation so solid that even the heavens would tremble at its weight or so, he hoped, that after establishing a strong foundation lightning tribulation would descend, making his already strong physique more stronger.
