Qingyi spent roughly twelve hours focused solely on controlling his Qi, replenishing his reserves, and meditating on the Dao.
Advancing to the realm of the Stellar Sovereign was no simple matter. Many cultivators would isolate themselves for months, sometimes years, depending on their talent, just to take that single step forward.
Qingyi, with his monstrous talent, really didn't want to follow that path.
First of all, he couldn't bear the thought of missing out on Lingxi's growth. Second, he simply didn't need to.
He was confident that, in a month—devoting just twelve hours a day to cultivation—he would advance to the Stellar Sovereign Realm without much effort.
Of course, with his talent, he could force the breakthrough at any time, but he didn't want to risk ending up with an unstable, fragile foundation.
Sighing, Qingyi slowly opened his eyes, his gaze settling on a selection of items he had saved in his system shop long ago.
